word recycling project i

(using the scattered words from the left page, left to right, up to down, fill in the blanks)


To San Franciso I shall go, 
the long distance will not intimidate me
From Manhattan I will start--
the heartless metropolis of vacuity.
Will you, oh, will you come with me?


The smell of her hair opens the gateway to memories.
Painful yet sweet memories.
In front of such absolute beauty people suffer,
as Troy did not withstand Helen's beauty.


We've taken over Manhattan,
to San Francisco I shall go;
Will you, oh, will you join me?


We are the only ones left;
will you come join me?