Freestylingtheassoffyah

Ok guys, are you ready to love me a little more?

A few days ago I was gonna take a shower (Apparently this is when I write blogs now O_o) and I thought ‘hey man I need to write a bog!’ So I sat down and was like –durrrr dunno what to write. Now, whilst studying I’ve been putting on so many youtube playlists that all I could think of was making it into a typical vlog thing only they always end with a song so...I had to make up a song. I’m not so good at that. So I just pulled it out of my ass. I giggled for a bit making it but 5 minutes later got bored, saved it and hopped into the shower. But I just found it and decided it’s so absolutely awfully wonderful that it must be hurled into blogworld, as a special thanks to all the birthday wishes that really did mean a lot to me cause despite the fact that I wanted to downplay my birthday- and succeeded, somewhat- its the day my mum usually makes a fuss because I can’t be bothered so I was like :( but then you all cheered me up (little doggy and her mum called and as I picked up, not knowing who the number belonged to, they started shrieking the birthday song and I was like *omg the gremlins have finally come to get me!!* But no it was the wonderful surprise of sisterhood XD) and I also caught up with Cecil SO,

Here it goes!

It doesn’t have cords or notes or anything, by the way. It’s a new genre called freestylingtheassoffyah and its so cool it doesn’t even exist yet.

The song is called ‘my hands are made of clay so please don't eat me’. please sing along!

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I fell in love the other day when I was sitting in my car

Looking out the window at the spots around the sun

The boy paused by the hood and when I looked

His eyes were dotted like an afterimage spook

I stared at him long until he got creeped out

And hastily looked away before my blush sprang up

For weeks and weeks and weeks and fourteen days

I watched the boy from far far away

‘Mr Cauliflower Head’ I called him in my mind

He was so perfect I pretended he was mine

Until voyeurism just wasn’t enough

I had to hear the lovely voice that had crawled into my heart

I said “Mr Cauliflower Head why won’t you love me?

A want to cook pieces of your hair, can’t you see?”

And he said, “Cause you call me Cauliflower head;

My name is Spock.

I like grunge electro and eating magic rocks.”

I looked at his bento which was all wrong,

The dividers were unmatched and the rice looked like a sponge

“Those aren’t rocks those are clams.”

“Shut bitch don’t interrupt my jam!”

I set his head on fire and cooked it medium-well

He wasn’t my type, that much was clear,

So I left him alone, gasping in pain and feeeaarrrr

On the way back home

I met Bowzer and he went “yo!”

I thought he wanted to eat me cuz his teeth were bared

Until I realised he was just smiling like a crack-on-bear

So I waved back and hit a box

And out popped a mushroom in all my luck.

Its eyes popped open and then it said,

“Hey Marina hows it hanging, you’ve been one-upped”

I ate his face with morbid relish and slowly smiled

until I realised the consequences were rather hellish

My hands had turned hairy and my nails had grown

I stared down in horror and started to moan

Inside my belly the mushroom laughed,

“You’re closer to being a cat now!”

And that is that.

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Hahaha,

LOVE IT, HOMIES!

PeeEss: (takes on mystical storytelling voice) and they say if you say something nice about me in the comment section the moon will turn into one great meatball and no one will ever go hungry again...except the vegetarians...and also we’ll all die from meat cancer.

...oh well!

:D