Put your MP3 player on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
Go to her, she waits she lies waiting for you
I’d set your heart on fire, but arson is no way to make a love grow brighter
When you met me in the restaurant, you could tell I was no debutante
No matter what you do, I will always be with you
Loving you isn’t the right thing to do
I was walking down a one way street
Hey there, teenage Baltimore!
After every step I’ve taken, there’s one more left worth making.
Come they told me, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
I just want to run around, I just want to party down.
Cold late nights so long ago, when I was not so strong
the first noel the angel did sing was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay
I’m feeling rough, I’m feeling raw, I’m in the prime of my life
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose
It’s true you sold your guitar and bought a car?
Seventeen and strung out on confusion
Te mando flores que recojo en el camino.
O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant.
Live for yourself, it’s a wonderful thing.
Girl, you really got me now, you got me so I don’t know what I’m doin’
So this ain't the end; I saw you again.