No countering
Full lenght Song
At Least two Chorus
At least three Verse
Not Audio
Due In three day....on Midnight Start day after Halloween night.

Spit my out tomorrow night after work.

The Swords Once forged Long Ago, Hang In Silence Row by Row.
In battle fierce no more to ring, The Song of Steel singing.
Image of the bloodshed, It’s in your head stuck fed with sleepless nights.
You look outside Moonlight is full; Coming close is stroke of mid-night.
Cold chill frighten chattering teeth, you can’t fall sleep, and you hide beneath sheet.
Images run through your head, you wish you were dead for reading such bloodshed

(Chorus)
Owl squeaking, song of steel singing
Howling of the wind, hooves crashing
Crying of Dog, Warriors dieing
Flickering street light, shadows warriors fighting

Forged swords against your horrid grueling thought of rot of your own lot
For got me not tombstone for who bought flowers to shower your remembrance.
Hooves of horse hover over your body, moves with swiftness with the wind.
Sound of warriors dieing of howling dogs, crawling around in suffering rage.
Shadow’s flickering of the Warriors Fighting; it’s no delight seeing their shadow with fright. All night you see them and hear them, you want out of your life.

Your heart beating heavily wishing you can’t see clearly and your very breath is lessen
Wishin you can be cressesin your Beverly, that is so heavenly in your eyes. Your tears start to flow heavily. Wondering why the bloody fools couldn’t handle this peacefully.
Stead your bed is Grass full of bloodshed from the dead that surround you(break)

(Chorus) x1

Heart beating heavily
Breathing heavily
Thinking about your Bevervily
Tears flow heavily

Sharp pain took you soul;( Break) it wasn’t a book of folklore no more
The pain you can’t ignore (break) so you lay there as stiff board.
Looking at the horror surround you (Break) for it just lore you to it.
You hold the liberty cap, hoping it will give you painless nap of relief.
Coping with the mishaps, taking in account of love one for your going to be absent.
Hoping there no Resentment for your resent decision of suicide tendencies.
Of complete bloodshed, you're warrior, you’re dead. Blood runs from your soul like a running faucets.
(Chorus)
Heart beating heavily
Breathing heavily
Thinking about your Bevervily
Tears flow heavily

Your convey with the thought there’s no heaven without your Bevervily.

I'll post my lyrics in about an hour.....I just got home from a softball tournament...I need to shower and grab something to eat

Girl it's been over and hours, I got concert to bounce next week. Nilly comming up here, I got to pimp him out. So don't make me wait ...I aint getting any younger.

10:46pm here......going to bed....too tired to wait.

I know you were one earlier, well dam...at least tell me you foreit.

I apologize for not posting my rhyme last night but I was tired. When I got out of the shower I hit the bed.....I'm at work now but I'll post my rhyme no later than 6:30p.m. PST. I apologize again for the delay......I don't usually leave people hanging

It ok, just was kinda confuse that all.

Your four minutes lated....I'm starting to relate my self as your husband...lol...girl just splatted it. Good or Bad, it dosen't matter, I'm not Marshal Matters...that just my short verion and it weak to me. Doing it audio well that whole different ball park and bring differences sence of feeling of saddness.

I rushed this one. I started writing it Sunday night.....I promise my next one will be better

Chorus:
Anything can happen on any given day
When we least expect it, crazy shit comes our way
If you look deep there's humor in every situation
Always find time to smile never give in to frustration

Verse One:
Awww shit!, It's Sunday and football's here
Time to spark the pit and chill the beer
During the week, I'm a lady conducting myself with poise
But on Sunday, I let my hair down and kick it with my boys
We're gathering at Mike's to watch the Raider-Niner game
Before I bounce over there I have to do a few thangs
I grab my house shoes so I can make a store run
Pop "Tupac" in the deck and vibrate the Suburban
Eight blocks from the house and I catch a flat
Looked in the back of my ride but couldn't find a jack
Ain't that a bitch, don't need this, I got too much to do
I look stupid walking home in pink bunny house shoes
"What was that?" must be trippin', thought I heard a growl
"OH SHIT!!" someone's pitbull is on the prowl
I take off running, "what the fuck!", hop in the back of someone's truck
My ass is stuck, I can't believe I'm having such bad luck

Chorus:
Anything can happen on any given day
When we least expect it, crazy shit comes our way
If you look deep there's humor in every situation
Always find time to smile never give in to frustration

Verse two:
After a few minutes the pit retreats down the street
I climb out the truck and look down at my feet
"Goddamn It", when I was running I lost a shoe
The game came on at one, it's a quarter to two
I'm four blocks from the house, by now I'm tired as hell
"Ouch!!!", I just stepped on a long, rusty nail
I sit down for a minute so I can doctor on my self
I'm hungry, bleeding and sore....wish I had some help
With great effort I stand up and start limping home
Thinking to myself, "Nothing else can go wrong"
Three more blocks to walk, I say a prayer and keep going
My fucking foot is throbbing and my attitude is showing
I gotta call my doctor cause I need a tetanus shot
On top of all that, it's hella fucking hot!
Two blocks to go, I break into a limping kinda jog
Hear a bark...."OH NO!!!" here comes that muthafucking dog

Chorus:
Anything can happen on any given day
When we least expect it, crazy shit comes our way
If you look deep there's humor in every situation
Always find time to smile never give in to frustration

I'm too mad to run, so I look around for a stick
This dog is about to get her punk ass whipped
I find a stick, fuck this bitch, I'm mad and I want her
Just then she gets called back home by her owner
Saved by the bell, what the hell, guess an angel's on my shoulder
My foot is getting heavier, feels like I'm dragging a boulder
The last block zaps my remaining energy
Finally I'm home, it's 3:33
I clean and bandage my foot now it 3:44
I grab something to eat and check the Raider-Niner score
What!!!!!!! I can't believe it, my eyes are deceiving me
Forty whiners win...Final score 20 to 23

Sorry for the delay Dark Sword

Aw it's ok,

It cool and it a real life situration, just wait tomorrow and see what or how people would judge it.

Trust me, I'm not tripping off that rhyme.......I know I can come better