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๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ ๐Ÿญ Tinka's To-Do List- ๐Ÿ“‹

British accent/ UK rap- Goblin-core- - clear precice pronunciation-smooth golden hip-hop/ ๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐ŸŽป๐ŸŽบ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ’ฝ- bouncy catchy pop -slow rR&B๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿ‘—๐ŸŽโš ๏ธ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ- infectious pop and Electrum Dance melody- ๐Ÿ’ƒ alchemical fantasy and bouncy digital crush accents resort-๐Ÿชข๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿคฃ- whimsy contrast, come back anthem

The Sound Scribeยท5:01

Lyrics

Heh...

Tink is Back on the Quest Log! (hmm-laa-la!) ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ

Sleepy lil goblin prophet of profit took a teeny-weeny nap, yeah sawing blessed logs- cruised through the snooze-alarms ring-ring-ring'- runaway psalms, - feeling restless, like Frankenstein's monster strapped ta tha table, being tested-/ bolt from tha blue-( ohwoo-) awakened by lightning (ning-ning-ning-) origin story more like ah Fable.

Ahahhaa-haa...

She's Aaaah-liiiiiive!

(sh-sh-sshhing!)

Mega-watt surge, amperage ramps- rage fuled rascal- gizmos in me arm merge, marked by me bezt stamps ๐Ÿ’š- servos pull-Clamps go... Ss-ss-ssSNAP! ๐Ÿ› ๏ธ/ shackles shout ; "Brrracka-pack!"

now things are lookin' back on track

(Chuggah-chuggahChoo-whooo!)

๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿ›ค

โš™๏ธโœจ

Time is ah heavy coin, tick-tock (ticky-tock), can't wait,

Sip-sip-sip on that Alacrity Flask- ah'm an Elixir-Fixer- Apothecary Horde full of Pots in Crates-

long list of tasks n' gambits at stake, let's see what else ah got on me plate-

(Hmm-laa-la!) ๐Ÿญ

๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ

To-Do detective, mind map lookin like ah crime scene/ Conspiricy corkboard, strings are all fuses- let's get to cookin! ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ

So many missions.. but which first to chooses? ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿงจ

Could take ah Crack at tha Philosopherโ€™s Stone, ๐Ÿ’Ž, craft that shit just to break it, won't atone-jawbreaker? Gob-stopp'ah? Ha! I could Bust it apart with an eye-dropp'ah- fill tha Alchemy hopp'ah in me assembly line- Home Alone in me Factory, and that's just fine ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿญ ๐Ÿต

SssSike!! Got ah Terracotta Army, mechanical menagerie- collected bits from all fourteen Seas, weathered tha Nave-E (Neigh-Vee?) Clip-clopp'ah- trot in, ah'm ah mech medium- Boo- Bombs ๐Ÿ’ฃ ๐Ÿ‘ป fulla Helium- (ba-baaah-bOO-mmmm!)- Knock ya up ta tha Celium- (Ceiling Mate)

Get it? Tweet tweet, lil' bird told me; "ya know what's sweet-sweet?"

Wut?

"Soda Streams Spreadin' something like ah Mycelium Treat, talk about ah Water Treatment Plant" ๐Ÿชด ๐Ÿฅค

Hahaa- come on now, that joke will nevah' take root, yer such ah lil' scamp-

Tinky iz back Finches!

Loaded up them Crabby Claws- amass ah fortune, gonna Penny-pinch- Time is Money an' ah found me two-cents

Lucky penny recompense! ๐Ÿ€ ๐Ÿช™

Ah'm back- bah-bah- back! Green Sheep, badah-beep-beep- Gold-tipped Boots stompin all over Clatterburg Cobble Streets- wibble-wobble- horse off course lez return to me Crusade Novel

(Clicky-clacky-) โŒจ๏ธ

Im cute , sure, colorful? of course!- life would be dull in monochrome-

But dont fuckin' test me- shit call me Tink. R. R. Goblin- I wrote Game of Drones-

Me chum George. R. R. Martin took a copy home- got inspired- but he lightened the original tone-๐Ÿš๐Ÿ“–

Now I gotta hunt him down, can't leave behind any goblin clones-

! โœ๏ธโš”๏ธ

Next, gonna Bot the Safari Zone! (Catch'em all, catch'em all) Iโ€™m catching the lot, ๐Ÿฆ’๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆฆ

Hundred-ten thousand percent, filling each slot! ๐Ÿ’ฏ

(Ssslot slot) ๐ŸŽฐ

(Ticky-tacky!) ๐Ÿ•’ click-clicka of tha Oroborous Pocket-Watch, slither-slink-dash -to-the-past, โŒš๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ

Titan-boa versus gigga-Rex- talk about a prehistoric bash

Now I got ah Titanium femur that's built to blaaAaaaast! ๐Ÿ”ฉ(kaAaah-Pow!!) ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿฆด

Double-Check the list-(chck-chck!) โœ”๏ธโœ…๏ธ gonna cross 'em all out, โœ…๏ธโœ”๏ธ

Honk!

Tinka's on the loose (Golden Goose!!), give a little shout! ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ honk!

(Pip-pip!) ๐Ÿ–•โœจ

Or mayhaps

(yes? Yes?)

Lalala-maybe i'll Waltz to the famous Clatterburg Boulder,-lalala- wit ah triple-turbo-kick-booster built into mah shoulder-lalala-,

City Cryier callin out to tha crowd "lalala- Trolls And Goblins! Behold-Her!" Then i'll withdraw that sword(lalaala-) , proclaim ;

"This kingdom is 'Owned!'!"! ๐Ÿ—ก๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ

Smelt down tha steel, smile as it smolders

Take ah Sit on the Oaken Throne,

Things Ancient, vines and flowers all overgrown,

Claim the high-seat, raise ah flag, no need to roam! ๐Ÿ‘‘

(We're Home Homie!)

Once I close that chapter I'll go on a crusade- one hundred year saga, then i'll come home, throw ah party or parade, circle back to check on what the crew-say'd-

(Wut's that bruhv?)-

" vote Bart for Mayor!

Ark of tha Kobold Covenant, got it from a soothe'sayer-

Place it beside tha Holy Grail in in the hall right next to tha stay-ers (stairs) like a pair (pears?) Imps try to stop and stair but me butler repeats "Best Pay-her!"-

An sometimes, late at night as the Castle gets Quite quiet- I think I hear em chattin'-

I swear!!

! ๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒง๏ธ

(Ahha-tra-laa-la!) ๐ŸŽถ

(Pip-pip!) ๐Ÿ–•

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