A passing lyric

Johnny Depp

Edward’s sharp hands 

Johnny, sharpest on the land

Barber of Fleet Street 

Depp won’t be beat 

Mad for the wonderland 

Johnny’s ground he will stand 

Nightmare in the blood bed 

Depp was the only one who bled 

Creator of tickets gold 

Johnny never gets old 

Amber heard you might fight back 

But this is the time you ALMOST CAUGHT CAPTAIN JACK 

-KK

 

Comments1

  • dusk arising

    Hardly a saint but a fair trial is under way.



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