| You know what would rule; Be much cooler than school; Be so awesome and neat-o like dancing in speed-os, Or eating fajitas in a breeze filled with leaves that Keep getting between me and my Mexican treat-o? To Temp at the Much Music studio! I think it would rock, To meet the Ed the Sock, Or to see all the rock hawks simply flock to the spot Where rock and pop's dropped and the fun never stops And I'll find myself working and burning and yearning To never be lost of this wonderful slot. I'm thinking five grand would be grand and I plan To show Dan to the land, and buy Pram and some spam, Or just land myself peacefully in the arms of some sweetie That party's like me and loves watching TV Especially when sweetie can see her boy D.C work freely And breezy at Much Music scenery. Why shouldn't the big shots at Much give me props? I've been studying charts and getting the marks, Working VTRs, lights, bars, cables and carts, I'm a student of television, and so it is my decision To make clear to them the vision of my sweetsummer long mission; I sure hope that I win, if I don't what a sin! If I don't win I'll sue, or hold my breath till I'm blue, Or come fighting and bashing and biting and scratching In the middle of Much Music News, and it's true. Don's believe me, well we'll see who needs some more health beads And I.V when it's me screaming PLEASE on my knees at The power's that be when you tease me with "please try again please" Come on Much, you know you need dudes That could bring you your food and then set up the shoots And can sit and help Rick sort his list of what can and cannot Be stripped from the script. Just admit, You guys need me around; you could hire some clown if you're all feeling down, But with me, you'll be pleased to see what talent is found! It would rule, like I said, to be part of your crew, And I think, in my head, that I want to be you! Yeah you, the person that's reading my rhyme, You must get to do this stuff all of the time. Or maybe I could be one of those gophers, eh? "Go pher dis, go pher dat", that would make quite a day. Just face it, in races I'm as fast as can be, In a fight, you just might get knocked out by me. In a game, please don't blame me if I beat you to dust, To be king of the hill, having D.C 's a must! And just think, all of this I'm just giving to you, So come on Much Music, tell your Temp what to do! |
| Dan's Notes: This is my shot at trying to win the Much Music Temp contest. I thought it was a perky little bit of writing, so I also threw it up here. I'd been listening to a lot of Eminem at the time, just FYI. |
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| This is my writing. If you want to rip it off, there really isn't much I can do to stop you, but you will be shunned in your next life. If you have something to say about it or want to comment, critisize, or question something, then head to the guest book and speak your mind there, or e-mail me personally. |
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