This is my dumb OC, a colorful gangster who will beat you up if you insult his fashion. And no, this is not Macklemore.
(okay, maybe it is, a little)
A parody of Jason Mraz’s “I’m Yours”
Based on Stuff: Compulsive Hoarding and the Meaning of Things by Randy O. Frost, a book on hoarding
Created in my freshman year as an English project (Please excuse the 15-year old humor)
Modified lyrics and performance by me
My eyes are humble helianthus and
Your beauty is the sun for which I yearn.
I would have you imprinted like a brand
So I may think of you at every turn.
By Mick Mirey
We were so young, so fresh and unstrung by the never-ending chafe of life’s water against our sturdy shores.
We were pure and untarnished.