Monday, May 11, 2009

Can someone write me a poem or song lyrics?

The things that have to be mensioned are as followed


Reservoir Dogs- how they are the best and how proud the members are


Guns/shooting/winning


World war 2


just come up with something, best gets 10 points

Can someone write me a poem or song lyrics?
In tempered times


When hog is full.


The reservoir dogs


Prevail.





With proud and glory


Wet with pain


No evil


Goods deeds,no shame





The guns are blazing,protection be.


Inside,Around


A shooting sound.





Winning free,behold


But when


In time


When memories mend





A winning war,in world war 2


In smoke


In tears


We hear the cheers.





A ended war,Of red and blood


Our hero's will be home.
Reply:I'm not sure what Reservoir Dogs has to do with WWII...it's about a botched jewel heist and the ultimate doom of all its perpetrators...guns, shooting, winning (or the attempt at winning) works, but the WWII connection I can't see.





The best laid plans of mice and men


Do often go awry


But Reservoir Dogs do worse than that


And in the end they die


Guns and shooting may win the day


When the day ends in a score


But battles well fought mean nothing


If winning them loses the war


Mice and men and Reservoir Dogs


Alike in ways unkind


As each laid plan worked perfectly


But only in their mind





cheers


You
Reply:Johnny get your war face on...pick up your gun, and string it together, bit by bit...


tend to the little fellas and grow stronger without grits!!!!





The time is not to shoot and rage, but to lie awake in wait!





Let the rain fall let the sunshine, ill still be sitting here, with these comrades of mine...





BANg!





first move... get up... time to shoot too.. .haul back!


time for slumber, no longer under attack,





and another satisfactory winning for the resivor Dogs, with the guns on their backs...
Reply:I've got a labrador and a little mutt


from Russia


looks a bit like my father


bruiser,boozer,snoozer


he snarls and winces


toothless he pinches


snitches,dahlias,dances


dashes


purple headed finches


from stores in


Itallies pet district


imagine your self


on a seabed


waves lapping away


at a good fellow


who goes all yellow


when the guns ablaze


from cocaine dealers


high on the seas


keeler,pirates %26amp; stealers


excuse me while i laugh


this mutt is tough


he just took a bite out


of the one gloved


Michael Jacksons


pirates hand dressed in drag


somedays are diamonds


and some days are stones


especially if your the one


who has been bitten to the bone ?


go and forget the pain


go and eat another ice cream ?


sail up midstream


on a pipe dream


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