An Idea (not a song)
 

For anyone whos interested, i think it would be cool to create a poem that everyoner can contribute to, so if everyone adds a line of roughly 10 syllables onto the overall poem, and we'll see how it goes. Rhyming structures and themes can be divulged as it develops.

So,


. Please write your line in bold so as it can be deciphered from anything else you say (preferrable nothing)
. Keep all lines together, so basically cut and paste the materail left before you and add your line on.

First line,

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,
holy **** that's a lot of blow.

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,
holy **** that's a lot of blow.
I say as I suck off my lovely hoe,

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,
holy **** that's a lot of blow.
I say as I suck off my lovely hoe,
my fist says hello to my greatest foe

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,
holy **** that's a lot of blow.
I say as I suck off my lovely hoe,
my fist says hello to my greatest foe,
as my b*tch gets to her knees on the flo'

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,
holy **** that's a lot of blow.
I say as I suck off my lovely hoe,
my fist says hello to my greatest foe,
as my b*tch gets to her knees on the flo'
And in the dawns light she plays with me so

Drenched in the tears of a winters morning,
From the fear of the winters night,
Looking at the pristine snow outside,
but blinded by its heavenly glow,
holy **** that's a lot of blow.
I say as I suck off my lovely hoe,
my fist says hello to my greatest foe,
as my b*tch gets to her knees on the flo'
And in the dawns light she plays with me so,
I guess I'll have to pay her some dough