Madeline,
she made a line,
and then that line was made
into more lines,
some very fine lines
until the lines were frayed.

Madeline,
she made a line
that did not want to stop
it made more lines
more made line’s lines,
when off a cliff, it dropped.

Madeline,
she made a line,
that wouldn’t move at all
Madeline’s new line
was disinclined to lines
and only wanted to be tall.

Madeline,
she made a line,
and pointed it to the sky
the lines did climb,
and that line of lines,
lost in space when ‘twas too high.

Madeline,
she made a line,
then chose to hit RECord,
her art of line,
of Madeline’s made lines
for us, a great reward.

So, Madeline,
she makes more lines
and when she hits RECord
the made line’s lines
and lines of lines
are never, ever bored.

HitRECord,
we make RECords,
of lines and text and color,
we hit RECord
and realign our lines
for REmix and REdiscover.

HitRECord,
we hit RECord,
and do it fuckin’ swell,
imadealine, you are a line
of our family line
I hope you know this well.

Madeline,
keep making lines,
always again by heart,
no matter the kind
of line you line,
it’s always a work of art.


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Okay, so.
I decided that, whomever I received for Secret Santa, I definitely wanted to do a text RECord -- be it REmix or something brand new. But not just a text RECord.
In Rochester Hills, Michigan, they put lights all over the buildings. So I went there and shot some footage of it, because I think it's absolutely gorgeous and fit my Secret Santa RECord for Madeline quite well :]
So MADELINE/IMADEALINE, I hope that you enjoy this.
Merry Christmas :]

<3 PHEN