- Gotham City
- Last Record: 2012-01-21 00:10:18 +0200
- Joined: Sep 06, 2010
they came from mars.
out from the black like jaguars,
their faces mapped with scars.
we put them in jars
to look at them beneath our radar.
not yet have they called war,
but these things from afar,
from that distant star
so different from ours
how can we trust something so bizarre?
in the end they will be our saviors
but that's not what we'll write in our memiors
we'll keep history ajar
for our reputations we will not mar.
sorry joe for using your silhouette in this sad story... t'was the only transparent one i could find!
stars image from here: http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap101116.html
Tiny and tempted, the tooth sprite took teeth, from bitty blameless babes who buried bitey bits beneath pleasantly puffy pillows on which their pudgy heads did plant, but upon arising to the abs...
If you were the rain
I'd move to Seattle
Burn my umbrella