Season of Despair
Deadly darkness, black like the night,
Eternal coldness fills you with fright.
Silence echoing when there is no one there,
Parlaying shivers and cold, icy stares.
Analytical eyes perusing the sight,
Ideology rules that you just might,
Raging within you to keep up the fight.
So what is this thing that entraps and surrounds?
Everyone must see those frumpy big mounds.
A separate entity that highlights, in your soul, is found.
Satan is sure to be lying in wait,
Oh and the others will deliver your fate!
Now it is time to step in the light.
Come out of the dressing room, that swimsuit is alright!
Just thought I would remind everyone that swimsuits are all probably on sale!
Enjoy
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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