Saturday, 5 December 2009

sarahcb1208: (music lover)

Put your MP3 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 is the title.

Drivin’ Through Town Just My Boy and Me
Don’t you remember
Stay low
Baby I don’t understand
Ah ah, ah ha.. Ah ah, ah ha...
you took your coat off and stood in the rain
when I saw you buyin’ Cosmo and a Hot Rod magazine
here come ol’ flat top
like a movie scene
i set out on a narrow way many years ago
you spend an awful lot of time in Massachusetts
i’m through with standing in line
i felt the rush of the Rio Grande into Yellowstone
you’ve got a way with me
my Jesus, my Savior
i want to be the face you see when you close your eyes
Que que na-to-ra
standing in the spotlight
i remembered black skies, the lightening all around me
i’m just a blank sheet of paper
baby when I look at you with your hair fallin’ down and your baby blues

And I get to play with my new MP3 player for this:Sony Walkman E-340 Series 8 GB Video MP3 Player (Black) *w00t*


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