Posted by Amelie on November 11, 2005, 9:31 pm She's a rebel From Chicago to Toronto She's the symbol Is she dreaming Is she trouble She sings the revolution She sings the revolution She's a rebel She's a rebel She's a rebel She's a rebel She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous
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She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's salt of the earth
And she's dangerous
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction
She's the one that they
Call old whatsername
of resistance
and she's holding on my
heart like a hand grenade
what I'm thinking
Is she the mother of all bombs
gonna detonate
like I'm trouble
make it a double
twist of fate
or a melody that
the dawning of our lives
she brings this liberation
that I just can't define
nothing comes to mind
the dawning of our lives
she brings this liberation
that I just can't define
nothing comes to mind
She's a saint
She's salt of the earth
And she's dangerous
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction
She's a saint
She's salt of the earth
And she's dangerous
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction
She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous
Amelie padded curiously into Wild River Pack. Lobes perk in interest as the sound of gushing water is heard. Amelie leapt onto a log hanging over the fast moving torrent. The black and white wolfess bent lower, then lost her balance. Amelie fell onto the log, knocking her breath out, before sliding off the dead tree and into the river. After what seemed like a forever-lasting trip underwater, Amelie grabbed at a boulder as she hurtled past. Body aching and her mind screaming at her extreme stupidity, she heaved herself up onto the rock and leapt onto dry land. As soon as her paws touched, she collapsed, panting from exhaustion. Amelie looked up and closed her eyes, concentrating hard. Within twenty minutes she fell asleep.
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