Nude
Smash Rookie
Along two pinkened platforms Sheik and Falcon came to rest,
where they relied on genocide to form their self-defense,
just outside the blastbox Sheik might die above her weight,
when Falcon makes a sudden move that isn't for debate,
Falcon spamming Nairs and they always come in pairs,
when the knee lights the horizon you can smell the burning hair,
came in on a wall-jump as his double-joint ignites,
Sheik could tell within a frame that Yoshi's Story was a lie.
Looking for a handhold, she thought she found a grab,
but the Captain hit the dayglo shield and followed with a jab,
went into a dash dance just to catch her unawares,
for one exalted minute they're suspended in midair,
Sheik was taken by surprise,
caught her crawling up his thigh,
so he runs his interference down a meteoric line.
Falcon during take-off stringing pearls of Uair strikes,
Sheik consecrates the level with a scenic suicide,
where knees are all conceived of electricity and light,
Douglas J. became a bird of prey and fell into the night,
and someday when he comes along to serenade the Earth,
he'll rise like a messiah from a sea of afterbirth,
for we are the apostles left to pick up the debris,
but tuned into the flutter of those sacred feathered knees.
where they relied on genocide to form their self-defense,
just outside the blastbox Sheik might die above her weight,
when Falcon makes a sudden move that isn't for debate,
Falcon spamming Nairs and they always come in pairs,
when the knee lights the horizon you can smell the burning hair,
came in on a wall-jump as his double-joint ignites,
Sheik could tell within a frame that Yoshi's Story was a lie.
Looking for a handhold, she thought she found a grab,
but the Captain hit the dayglo shield and followed with a jab,
went into a dash dance just to catch her unawares,
for one exalted minute they're suspended in midair,
Sheik was taken by surprise,
caught her crawling up his thigh,
so he runs his interference down a meteoric line.
Falcon during take-off stringing pearls of Uair strikes,
Sheik consecrates the level with a scenic suicide,
where knees are all conceived of electricity and light,
Douglas J. became a bird of prey and fell into the night,
and someday when he comes along to serenade the Earth,
he'll rise like a messiah from a sea of afterbirth,
for we are the apostles left to pick up the debris,
but tuned into the flutter of those sacred feathered knees.
