I fell asleep yesterday listening to an old album that my mom had. I really enjoyed it, though I had a weird dream. It was kind of like one of the old songs.
I've been workin' in Barcelona,
All the depressed day.
I've been workin' in Barcelona,
Just to pass the time away.
Don't you hear the whistle failing?
Rise up so early in the morn.
Don't you hear Alex Kingston shouting
"Bri, love your horn? "
Bri, won't you love,
Bri, won't you love,
Bri, won't you love your horn?
Bri, won't you love,
Bri, won't you love,
Bri, won't you love your horn?
Someone's in the prison cell with Bri.
Someone's in the prison cell, I know.
Someone's in the prison cell with Bri
Strumming on the old violin.
It was the weirdest dream I've had in a long time!
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Oh The Things That Come Up In Mad Libs
Short StoryThis is a silly little thing about the stories that come up when I'm playing Mad Libs.