Dream
The sands of time, The winds of change. Carry my wishes, Far far away. My dreams, my hopes, Lost on the breeze. Out of reach, out of sight, Cannot be achieved. No tears are shed, I feel no pain. My dreams will be seen, When I sleep again....
ECW
Cactus jack: terry funk you are going to get your ass handed to you,bang! bang!
Sheer Turmoil Utter Peace Chapter 5
I'll probably go back and edit this one some more when inspiration does hit me through this funk (i hope).
The Darkness
A poem that popped into existence during a depressed funk. a poem born of depressed boredom. * * * the darkness always comes, it's call to me so strong. and when it does i dance about, for i know that i belong.
Spot Poem
Was to sit aloft on the clouds of cool care-a-lot for my spiritual sereneness, singing merry to a happy, hot woodstock tune, like sly and the family stone's "dance to the music/music lovers/want to take you higher," that fritz the cat-style organ funked-out
The coliseum (RAM)
Well ass you know, the 6 season war had ended recently and people needed something to get there minds out of that funk. i had been looking forward to this for a while now.
New Ways Die Hard Pt. 6: Grand Entrance
The song will be uptown funk. you know that song? say what you want about humans, but make some great music." the wolf smiled. his ears perked up.
Fat Raccoon Poem
Chest i'm all alone now, my vixen forgotten cheating on me, she did me right rotten and my sorrows i drown, in ice-cream and cake as i feed my huge gut, to stop it's hungry quake the tight shirt i wore, it's seems separated and i lay in a funk
Small Little Reflection in the Middle of the Night
Then i have those feelings that i am just a lazy ass funk-master that doesn't know what he really wants in life. i get a bunch of thoughts of failure clouded in my mind, but i shake them off quickly.
The Beginning: Part 5
Sorry for the long hiatus from posting, i was kind of in a funk, but now i've managed to get the next part of the story up! this part is noticeably shorter than the other parts of the story, but trust me, it's still an important part.
Pep Talk
You must be in a funk." "sorry..." the blue cat held up a paw with a smile. "hey, it's fine. so what's got you down, huh?"
Kapitel 1 Es leuft nie nach Plan
'sgt roger' antwortete der sgt dem commander über funk. der commander sahs sich auf den stuhl legte sein m16 neben den leblosen körper des ehämaligen rektor und drückte auf die taste zum sprechen.