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The Grinch - Christmas RemixThe Grinch - Christmas Remix by MiseryandAzaelyn
Narrator: Every Who down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot...
But the Grinch,who lived just North of Who-ville, did NOT!
Rain: ... wait, is that Rain's cue?
Writer: Yes, you're the Grinch.
Rain: ... seriously?
Rain: ... FRIGGEN SWEET!!! Rain is the star yet AGAIN!!! Wait, does Rain have to rhyme or can he just free wing it?
Writer: You can do your own thing. Don't worry about rhyming.
Rain: DOUBLE FRIGGEN SWEET!!!
Narrator: The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
Rain: ... its cause Rain's a dick ^__^. Mystery solved!!
Narrator: It could be that his head wasn't screwed on quite right.
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were to tight.
Rain: ... no ... it pretty much goes back to Rain being a dick >_>
Narrator: But I think that the most likely reason of all
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Lost and Found Dragon
His wings were not working like they used to in days of old,
Slowly, inexorably, he was sinking towards the waters of the dark abyss below.
Once long ago he was described by one who knew him as a black swan, powerful in flight but silent in soul,
but no more, different dreams and perceptions made him an outcast among his own kind.
Ridicule from those not gifted with his sight were the first cuts to his soul,
silence and withdrawal were his response.
Then the one whom he thought could love him turned out to be like all the others,
Unprovoked attacks left him bewildered, confused, ever more lonely and hurt.
Caring and devotion were repaid with second place status,
How dare he take up her precious time, she had so many more important things to deal with ... than him.
Still, responsibilities, obligations, promises kept him until the dark abyss grew too close.
He would have stayed but he needed something to hold onto, no matter how small ... but there was nothing.
Now not even a welcoming s
If you don't believe in dragons,|
It is curiously true
That the dragons you disparage
Choose to not believe in you.
~ Jack Prelutsky
Current Residence: Somewhere around a corner, confused with infinity
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite style of art: Fantasy
Personal Quote: "Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep."