Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
One moment...
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Her palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on her sweater already, mom's spaghetti
She's nervous, but on the surface she looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but she keeps on forgetting
What she wrote down
The whole crowd goes so loud
She opens her mouth, but the words won't come out
She's chokin, how everybody's jokin now
The clocks run out, times up over, bloah!
...
She better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass her...
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MAN! What poetry. That sure would make a great . . . uh . . . book, no . . . article . . no, . . . I KNOW, A SONG, YES A SONG! Naw, that's
silly, isn't it there ECinec?
hahah somebody's a smart aleck ;) I feel the urge to mess with your speech program now...
Sheoriaw;enviawe;ornh;awoeiyhbohiae;oir;oasho;bi ueo;rjo;ahboi
ahhh...
That's pretty good, but for my speach software, it's much better when you use stuff like, ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh, ooooooooooggggggooooooodddddedd, yyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeessssssssss, ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh
yeah but ummm...
isnt your voice synthesizer MALE?
which would then make that kinda...sick...
hahahah
OOOOHHHH YEAAAAHHHHH KEN OOOOOHHHH AHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMMMMM
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