RE: MURMUR
04-26-2021, 08:58 AM
(04-20-2021, 08:43 AM)Akumu Wrote: »Enough to blot out the sun
Well well well, let me see...
You're asking to cover 6 square meters, times a number with eighteen zeroes after.
A bird's wings, just spitballing here, would each blot 0.1 square metres, so you'd need 60 with eighteen zeroes after to cover up the sun.
Haha, that's too many!
MQuinny1234 Wrote:8
ONE
A BIRD with amber eyes, sparkle-sap gaze all choked with flies,
TWO
A BIRD with legs that reach in one pace from snow-capped mount to beach
THREE
A BIRD in a chasm of old, throat bronzed with myths long gone untold,
FOUR
A BIRD with a bloodstained breast who thinks the day spent butchering best,
FIVE
A BIRD in a nest of swords, a feathered drake dozing in its keen horde,
SIX
A BIRD of the oceans wide who through the storm coming its time will bide
SEVEN
A BIRD who sings in the wood, and knows with a glance if your cause be good,
and EIGHT
A BIRD who has promised to slay the birds I've shown you this fine day.
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Now, AUDIENCE, with which BIRD shall we begin?
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow