adonis..
Rivers dissipate as bridges sit ablaze,
Crackling away the only paths to escape,
Made of ash and returned to original state,
The ozone chipped away... Scalding at a critical rate,
some old english through out this verse casted a fancy aura. The flow of the verse was consistent with a image of a feather in a ear. Wasn't your best work Was an interesting read. I wasn't particularly fond of the cadence, rather off putting.
Mike Wrecka.
Well done. You opened the show with a high array, caliber of multies, but they dissipated (word of the battle) into simpler, one word rhyming. The flow of the story didn't suffer too much, but I did notice the sudden drop off in technical writing. This was that humpback of notre dame shit you be on.
so the cycle continued, over and over in this cyclical nature,
leaving the villagers famished and asking for continuous favors,
dope wording there
the 4 bar outro capped off the cool story. some of your storys have been about dinosaurs, iron man, and now the lava tribe - a very masculine childrens book writer you are becoming.
my votes goes to mike wrecka,
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