Sunday, March 20, 2011

Oh how I miss Michael Jackson

As He Came Into The Window 
It Was The Sound Of A Crescendo 
He Came Into Her Apartment 
He Left The Bloodstains On The Carpet 
She Ran Underneath The Table 
He Could See She Was Unable 
So She Ran Into The Bedroom 
She Was Struck Down, It Was Her Doom -Smooth Criminal 

 But They Say The Sky's The Limit  
And To Me That's Really True 
And My Friends You Have Seen Nothin' 
Just Wait 'Til I Get Through     - I'm Bad


And the list goes on ....

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