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Mr ME
[NDC TT] Curse of the aisle maze
[NDC TT] Curse of the aisle maze
Mr ME
Original language: Auto detectNordic Discord Challenge - Throwback Thursdays Genre: Pirate Rock Theme: IKEA Lyrics: we docked our ship by the yellow blue shore cannons still smokin’, boots on the floor the captain cried, plunder, riches, meatballs then björn the red got trapped by wall decals a siren sang softly from bedroom display nine come test this mattress, ye salty swine old pegleg steve wept tears of delight bought twelve tiny candles with a cinnamon scent called night oh the aisles never end ye can’t escape the maze we came for a table and lost three crew for days yo-ho aisle maze curse the sirens made it worse now the brig is full of throw pillows and a fake plant in a ceramic purse yo-ho what have we done we own six rattan suns we are pirates of the baltic sea why do we have matching bathroom jars the sirens wore nametags and ergonomic smiles they lured us deeper through endless aisles need ye a shelving unit, perhaps a shoehorn aisle witches, we sleep in hammocks and wake up reborn mad olaf purchased a child sized stool said, aye, this stool be cool the first mate bought seventeen tiny forks no idea why he said, but look how they stack, lads captain, the ship sits too low in the water why the cargo hold is full of scandinavian storage solutions dear god yo-ho sing it loud we’re the dumbest scoundrels ‘round the sirens got us buying woven baskets while the crew forgot how raids work somehow yo-ho sound the horn the shame cannot be borne we got attacked by the royal navy while assembling a dresser at dawn allen wrench, allen wrench where’s the bloody allen wrench the instructions show a little man who mocks us with his tiny hands we built a chair with extra screws now nobody knows what parts we used the parrot ate the warranty and lars won’t stop buying novelty reeds yo-ho the sirens call buy this miniature wall now every pirate on the ship has six identical towels yo-ho we’ve lost our way now we smell like lemon spray no treasure, no glory, no fearsome legacy just a very well organized space the captain stood upon the deck holding a decorative lantern shaped like a hedgehog it is kinda nice though far off in the fog, the sirens sang once more return soon, for a toilet brush blessed by the gods on the yellow blue shore
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