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THE ANNIHILATOR
Contributed by
AliB
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Saturday, 6th December 2003 @ 05:13:15 PM in AEST
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His sweet little face,blonde hair and grey eyes
Makes you first think of soft sand and blue skies
But then he erupts and out comes the temper
Screaming and shouting and then a slight whimper
Black clouds and rain
Tornadoes and thunder
If there's a big enough stone I suggest you crawl under
'Cause when Niall gets going it's run for your life
He's really an angel that gets into strife
He gets so frustrated when something goes wrong
But when he's asleep you could burst into song
He's not really bad, just misunderstood
If he could explain himself then I'm sure that he would
So Niall, the angel, the devil, the sweetpea
Will grow to be calm and serene, well maybe!
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AliB
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2003-12-06 17:13:15]
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Re: THE ANNIHILATOR
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by emystar on
Saturday, 6th December 2003 @ 09:24:28 PM AEST
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Very good description!
I rmember those days with a firend of mine's youngest daughter.
Great work1
peace, joy, luv, maybe,
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Re: THE ANNIHILATOR
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 06:42:31 PM AEST
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lol. What a title! Great poem. My niece is soon to be a toddler, and I think she'd be a handful too. Perhaps i'll be writing about her like this one day . . .
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