Smooth iceman
Sitting in the cinema
His hair rustled by the claps
And his identity is just in his clasps
Shadows flow
Echoing cries of the wolf
And then it's black, serpents
Strangulation and presents
Brought up to restrain
Beasts roam from the trainers
As the iceman
Sitting in the cinema
Regains power and steers
Turning back time, to simply reset
Before the wedding cake tiers
Slide and droop, they fall from tire
Falling to the end
The serpents came out of the den
As he was slipping, the iceman, the painter
Began on himself, to repaint
And the power of the anagram, endless
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC
Smooth iceman
Sitting in the cinema
His hair rustled by the claps
And his identity is just in his clasps
Shadows flow
Echoing cries of the wolf
And then it's black, serpents
Strangulation and presents
Brought up to restrain
Beasts roam from the trainers
As the iceman
Sitting in the cinema
Regains power and steers
Turning back time, to simply reset
Before the wedding cake tiers
Slide and droop, they fall from tire
Falling to the end
The serpents came out of the den
As he was slipping, the iceman, the painter
Began on himself, to repaint
And the power of the anagram, endless
I know it's bad. But I just wanted to start playing with anagrams. Hopefully I'll post better ones.
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