In time, they decided why settle for a crime syndicate, when they could have their own state, nay, country? They broke the sacred vow to recruit more Suirrely-landers, composing an anthem, creating a flag, and all the necessities for a country to exist.
Squirrely Anthem (To the tune of Auld Lang Syne)
Oh Squirrely, we worship thee,
Thy six story brick adobe.
Thy've sheltered we from tyranny,
and every cop we know.
From thy water filled basement,
to thy roof,
they metal covered walls.
We have loved thee since the first time,
we walked thy graffiti'd halls.
 Yvansi · Sat Dec 12, 2009 @ 08:11pm · 0 Comments |
