zune song poem

I'm still at skip=a zillion because of being away for Thanksgiving and then having a computer virus, but as seen at Punk's house, here's 21 songs my Zune spat, at random, first lines of each for to make a poem.

My Zune was in a mood, so there's a threepeat in there. I kept it in because I didn't want to spite the Zune, and also because it's a good line.

If they ask about Charlemagne, be polite and say something vague.

Once, in the spring of my 24th year;
There are nights when I think Sal Paradise was right.
Hazard lights at rush hour -
Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressing room -
Seventeen was an underfunded comedy about love and trust and girls and immortality.

The picture I took of you in your cowboy hat made you look like you were one of the boys out on a Saturday.
Me and my friends are like the drums on "Lust for Life"
because I'm tired of maturity.
I will write you letters that explain the way I'm thinking,
And when the dawn breaks through, the drums start.

If they ask about Charlemagne, be polite and say something vague.
Another day begins, and there you are.

If they ask about Charlemagne, be polite and say something vague.
Small ground owls arrange themselves on posts along the road.

Now my work is done; I feel I'm owed some joy.

They made a statue of us,
Some say the local lake had been enchanted,
All the other girls here are stars; you are the northern lights.

She was waiting at the station -
When there weren't any parties, she'd park by the quarry.

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BTW, if you see a line that interests you from a song you don't know, speak up and I'll give you the mp3. Mmm, sharing.