Indy has big guns, like the transformers who weigh tons.
He has unbelievable hair, and all the guys dont seem to care.
They have metal lungs, he has steal buns.
None of the chicks thinks its fair, so they all glare.
Transform and roll out, all the guys see him and pout.
The decepticons stole lexy, all the girls try to steal his sexy.
While all the autobots mount, there is no doubt
A win without gory, and hes not whory.
He has unbelievable hair, and all the guys dont seem to care.
They have metal lungs, he has steal buns.
None of the chicks thinks its fair, so they all glare.
Transform and roll out, all the guys see him and pout.
The decepticons stole lexy, all the girls try to steal his sexy.
While all the autobots mount, there is no doubt
A win without gory, and hes not whory.
4 comments:
What can I say? aiy-yi-yi!(While shaking my head)
oh boy
What are you thinking? What's going on in your brain? Oh my goodness.
Please read the verse posted on your blog today: Ps. 119:7 and try to write that transformer poem again with a good concience while writing. There's a double message going here.
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