A little fun.

[Atomic Fiend]

I wanted to write something spontanously and this is what came out. A rhyme about a botched robbery, done to retrieve money for someone who can get away with murdering a woman in a Church on sunday morning.


He's right on time.
He's right on time.
But he's never on time,
he's never on time!
Today he's on time.
Somebody might have died,
only way he'd be on time.
Move back! In a rush!
Get out way! No time for a fuss.
I have to warn Joe the job was a bust.
The jobs a bust? The jobs a bust.
Nothing but an act of lust,
I had greed but absolutly no luck.
Fuck.
Joe needs his cash,
If he don't get it he'll have your ass.
You don't want to relive the past.
A woman shot in Sunday Morning Mass.
Stupid greedy, business man,
a euphamism for him a scam.

 

[disregard]

Bah! You told us what it was about and now I don't want to read it anymore.

Blast the author that spoils!

Okay I'll read it

It sounds like a fun song to shout out in a drum circle.

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[disregard]

But I only clicked post now once! ONCE I tell you! No! Don't take me away! Get your hands off of me! I'm innocent!

 

[Atomic Fiend]

*Hauls Dana to Prison*

 

[Atomic Fiend]

Actually now that I'm awake and my cognative functions are back, yeah, that would work as a song of some sort.