User:Nanga Parbat

Nanga Parbat is my name, Writing garbage is my game

If you see me running about, Now you know exactly, just what to shout I write and write till I can write no more, In the hopes that may be you will get bored But still you come back with a big grin, Thanking me profusely for my spin With drool running fast down your chin, I can tell your love life will never begin I always knew that pigs could fly, I'm glad now you're gonna try But if you fall and break your neck, I hope you'll forget what it was that you read Especially the name of the brilliance that is me, So that I may continue this addictive folly Nanga Parbat is my name, Writing garbage ain't so lame! Monday, January 09, 2006. 8pm.