L. Austin
L. is 38 years old.
He is the Acoustic Guitarist of Theogony.
L. is also known as "Mr Persephone".
L. is located in Porto at Solutely | Stay&Live ~POR.
L. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
OOC - Seriously slow, in Panto this week
Oh heavens, Cora Austin is truly the love of my life! ❤️
A Popmundo Christmas
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Song Details
A Popmundo Christmas is Singalong music in tempo Lento. The music is revolutionary and the lyrics are revolutionary. The song was written 4/14/2013 by L. Austin. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
88 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
30 |
| Genre: |
Reggae |
| Owner: |
The Sprinkles |
| First Revealed: |
6/13/2013 |
Dominant Instruments
Acoustic Guitar
Lead Vocals
Special Lyrics
Twas the night before Christmas
And all around the site
Not a player was talking
No-one spouting more shite
The forums were quiet
And the moderators all sullen
They couldn’t close threads
So they called Tonia Cullen
They moaned and they groaned
‘Til she felt just like cryin’
So she sent them to the Dev’s
To see what was in the Pipeline
So to Jonas, in his nightcap
And Billy Bob in one too
Together with Bernard Mak’Onesy’
They plotted to launch Version 2
When out in the Popoverse
There arose such a clatter
That they forgot about credits
To see what was the matter
And what to their wondering
Eyes should appear
But a dreadlocked reggae artist
With shisha to spare
He passed round the hookah
And once they were all quiet
The great cola debate started
There was nearly a riot!
They smoked and they chatted
Until they all had sore lobes
But the worst was to come
In the shape of Red Robes
They came without words
Not a sound did they make
As they chased that poor rastaman
Trying to send him to the Lake
But his hookah was primed
So he took one more toke
Before disappearing
In a large cloud of smoke
And he yelled out a greeting
Before he was gone
“Merry Christmas to All
Lots of love from Leon"