SMOL

  • Id:

    f33d82f82a30d8dcc161e362d4ab0ae2b1e6f48931d76eaa1e9ce69fe2e6e802
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  • Prompt:

    Millard Fillmore is wearing Bermuda shorts, walking on the beach while eating a pickle, and tending a flock of sheep. He sees the waves crashing on the Rocky shore, and then observes a volcano erupt.

  • Image:

    Millard's Beachside Shuffle

  • Description:

    The image depicts a unique scene where Millard Fillmore, dressed in Bermuda shorts, is walking on a beach while tending to a flock of sheep. He is also eating a pickle, adding a quirky touch to the scene. The beach is situated near a rocky shore, and in the distance, a volcano is erupting, creating a dramatic backdrop for the image. The combination of the beach, the sheep, and the volcano creates a captivating and unexpected visual experience.

  • Songs:

    👈 better

  • Lyrics:

    Title: Millard's Beachside Shuffle
Tags: Folk Rock, Indie Pop, Storytelling

Verse 1: 
Millard Fillmore, with his feet in the sand, 
Bermuda shorts, a pickle in hand, 
Tending sheep while the waves crash loud, 
A calm day at the shore, but the sky's turning proud. 

Chorus: 
On a beach by the Rocky shore, 
The volcano's roar, it shakes the floor, 
But Millard just smiles, with sheep at his side, 
No matter the storm, he's along for the ride. 

Verse 2: 
A puff of smoke, the earth starts to churn, 
But Millard's got no place to turn, 
He munches his pickle, a sheep bleats away, 
As lava rains down on the bay. 

Chorus: 
On a beach by the Rocky shore, 
The volcano's roar, it shakes the floor, 
But Millard just smiles, with sheep at his side, 
No matter the storm, he's along for the ride. 

Bridge: 
He ain't afraid of what he can’t control, 
The sheep keep grazing, the waves take their toll, 
The sky gets darker, but Millard’s light, 
Dancing on the edge of the wildest night. 

Chorus: 
On a beach by the Rocky shore, 
The volcano's roar, it shakes the floor, 
But Millard just smiles, with sheep at his side, 
No matter the storm, he's along for the ride. 

Outro: 
As the volcano quiets, the sea calms too, 
Millard and his flock, they made it through, 
A beachside shuffle, a pickle in tow, 
With sheep and volcano, they’re ready to go.