a poem about music played on shuffle.
Ten minutes into the I-pod shuffle challenge,
Not allowed to choose a song or repeat,
I'm at the mercy of the shuffle setting,
I wish my eardrums were made of concrete,
Why's that pop song even in there?
Why on earth did I download that?
Will I give up? I wouldn't dare,
Need some AC/DC to brighten up my day,
Will I ever get to Shot Down In Flames?
Or a visit to hell's highway?
Need some Deep Purple or other rock,
I'm quickly loosing the challenge,
But my love of music won't take a knock!