and many's the time that you've enchanted me

[muladhara]

Oh man, I did one of these about a million years ago, but I cannot resist the lure again. Stolen from musesfool:

Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.


Because You're So Sweet

Magic people, voodoo people
I know a girl, a girl called party, party girl
I cried on my blood day
I've wined and dined on Mulligan stew and never wished for turkey
Caught a lite sneeze

I can't seem to face up to the past
We're caught in a trap
You know it hurts me when you lie
This is not America, sha la la la la la
You're my last breath

Feelin' no pressure
Now they're planning the crime of the century
Sittin' in the morning sun
The only one
Sometimes I feel I've got to run away

The word is about there's something evolving
Just when I'm ready to throw in my hand
Money, get away
It's been seven hours and fifteen days
So long, oh I hate to see you go


(Some of this makes sense and some of it doesn't. Bonus points for the title being the title of an actual song? ;) Mind you, if I recall correctly, a lot of the last one didn't make any sense, either).

Comments

[halley]

I feel like the first three lines of the second verse could totally be in a song, for really real.

What a cool meme. I'm stealing it from you later.

[muladhara]

I thought that, too! Also if that wasn't the de facto first line of This Is Not America, then it would've been "little piece of me, little piece of you", which would have also fit nicely. Sort of.

[kehleyr]

lol loved that!

[muladhara]

Thanks :)