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A Black Mage's Whining Session Went on a journey the other day Killed pirates, fiends and ate steak I'm a hero The old women made me a cake But I sit wondering why I got no face, yeah. I wonder if I'm just a robe With a pointy hat Or a frog with no heart Or a stinky doggy snack. Bought magic-all level 8- Flared furry creatures up Woke up late Life's not the same For a black mage You gotta understand I don't know how I stand I seem to have no legs at all. So I wonder what I really am I wonder if I'm a can of spam Or an 80 gig hard drive Or a broken ram chip Or if I have life at all How I sing without lips. I'm weak I can't hold a sword I'm poor, Can't pay my landlord. I'm a loser Don't even comb my hair. So I wonder why am I not brown or pink I wonder why I'm not a white mage How much I really stink! I should be locked up in a cage. What destiny is there for me If I had a neck I'd hang Myself from a tree If I'm made of chocolate, will you love me? +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+ That's all. Stay away from clowns with no nose, FrijolDorado, the only bean not in pot. Maintained by: |
