[Darksheare]

That they are.
She's grinning and conspiring, and I have no idea what about.
This may prove to be a bad thing.
I'll know if it is or isn't about the same time I get asked to throw a person sized duffel bag over someone.

[Darkchylde]

I'm not dangerous....

'twas breakfast for the slothy gnome
who mumbled & gurgled on some brains
all flimsy were the garlic cloves &
the bathrobes outcame....

"Becare the Jagger Talk, long Jon
the gummsy mite, his lips do flap!
Becare the ju-ju bees, and run
from the numerous bands you watch!"

Be shook by whirlpool tubs with hands
Wrong time for madness so he thought.
so wrestled he with yard gnomes, three
and fumed awhile distraught

As by the gimpish ref he stood
the Jagger Talk, all lips & novocaine,
came slobbering in his tulle gray suit.
And drooled as he came.

Who knew?! Who knew?! It was only you?
the portal gave my knickers back!
I left my bed and on my sled
I crashed into a smokestack,

and blasted the face of Jagger Talk.
His flailing lips, oh boy, oh boy.
Augh, frightening play! Too few! More hay!
He curdled at the ploy

'twas breakfast for the slothy gnome
who mumbled & gurgled on some brains
all flimsy were the garlic cloves &
the bathrobes outcame....