"The Blackest Night falls from the skies,
The darkness grows as all light dies.
We crave your hearts and your demise,
By my black hand, the dead shall rise!"
If I had an iPod Touch
I would like it very much
I'd fill it with apps and such
I'd keep it in a little hutch
And put a rhyming dictionary on it so I wouldn't have to use Google as a crutch.