So, I came up with a name for a band: Cranberry Bloodlust. But since I am not about to start a band, I thought I would write a sestina about it instead.
Cranberry Bloodlust
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band
She can vaporize you with her laser beam stare.
She plays a red guitar with her left hand.
She can vaporize you with her laser beam stare.
She plays a red guitar with her left hand.
Her singing voice is like coarse Martian sand.
She swirls and shakes her poppy colored hair.
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band.
She swirls and shakes her poppy colored hair.
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band.
Her lyrics, some say, are a bit offhand,
but she sings them with magnificent flair.
She plays a red guitar with her left hand.
but she sings them with magnificent flair.
She plays a red guitar with her left hand.
Some have accused her of trying to grandstand.
"Let 'em talk," she says. "I don't care."
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band.
"Let 'em talk," she says. "I don't care."
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band.
Many wonder if she is from a distant land
or maybe another planet, way out there.
She plays guitar with her left hand.
or maybe another planet, way out there.
She plays guitar with her left hand.
She wears red boots, red clothes and a red headband.
Red is the only color she will wear.
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band.
She plays a red guitar with her left hand. - Jeff Barnes
Red is the only color she will wear.
Cranberry Bloodlust is the name of her band.
She plays a red guitar with her left hand. - Jeff Barnes
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