
Ok, this is 'jingle bells' turned into something that scares even me. Better late than never I always say.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Drama - Words: 304 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-18-12 - id: 7846881
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I know it's a bit late, but I forgot to upload this and I'll be damned if I don't get this up, I worked hard! This is kind of a story told in a whacked up song. I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG OR THE TOMORROW SERIES!
O.o
Running through the bush
In a worn out pair of jeans
O'er the bushes we go
Panicking all the way
the guns on our tails shoot
Making us not so bright
What fun it is to run and scream
A horror song tonight
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to hide
from people hunting you
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to fight
For your own and others' lives
A day or two ago
We thought to bomb a base
And soon we were off
We knew we were going for a ride
The bomb was lean and black
Misfortune seems our lot
We got into the base
And then our plan was not
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to hide
from people hunting you
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to fight
for your own and others' lives
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to hide
from people hunting you
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to fight
for your own and others' lives
O.o
…don't ask.
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Seriously though, don't ask you'll just get a migraine.
I suppose this is in the middle of the war? I don't know, use your imagination or something like that.
Monsters-Need-Love-Too
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