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ode joy i give to thee aadvice of where thy shant go
thy forest is filled with unspeakable horror we shant go there
thy house is full of drunken men thy shant go there
thy stable is packed with angry bulls thy definetly shant go there
Where shallt i stay?
i shall leave this place and i shant return for tomorrow is my destiny
- Title: Shant go there
- Artist: Nude Papa
- Description: this is wierd ok iadmit that cuz i just wrote it for fun
- Date: 02/15/2010
- Tags: shant there
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Raehlynnd - 02/20/2010
- I love that writing. It was wonderous and felt good to know someone wrote a poem with those words.
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- iseeyou93 - 02/17/2010
- "thy shant"? That doesn't make much sense. Other than that it was pretty okay.
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