Club Kid
Author's Note: Enjoy the poem and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Twisted Metal series.
Summary:
A poem based on Club Kid from Twisted Metal III.
Ever DJ a gig at the North Pole?
It's one brotherly rave!
Put the fat guy out of business, and rain 'em sum flames
Micro car up where in the frozen hood
Over a crevasse
Shreddin' and smilin', dialin' and stylin'
If it be warm, it be misleading!
Crashing fly icebergs to make way cool iceberg drinks
The twisted party. Lasting shindig
Twisted Metal at the Mosh Pit with terminal velocity
Sinking psychedelic Vortex
Blue and green whirlz'zzz in the egg nog
Yellow and happy
All the colours of the 'bow!
Cruising round that mighty disco ball
Wonderin' while wanderin'
Club Kid out in the all-night cold, giving his partying pacifier an all right suck