The Augmented Fifth - 12/24/2017
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' Fifth House Not a creature was rehearsing, not even with Henhouse; (yeah, so I rhymed house and house. Bite me)
The Airturns were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that Young Daniel soon would be there;
The musicians were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of mint milanos danced in their heads
This poem is long and it's late at night,
I'm trying my best to be funny, so sue me alright?
P.S. There's no Top 10. This took long enough
RANDOM MUSIC WE’RE DIGGING THIS WEEK
THIS WEEK IN HAIKU
Christmas Eve is here!
Merry Christmas from Fifth House
See you on New Years!
Satan Santa Bread!
Have you ever wanted to drive yourself to the airport so badly that you paid to do it? Melissa has.
He sees you when you're sleeping.