ODE TO GUNS N ROSES

 ODE TO GUNS N ROSES

 

Riffs of steel and Axl's cry, 

Slash's guitar reaching for the sky,

Welcome to the Jungle's wild refrain, 

Guns N' Roses, rock's eternal flame.

 

 

Sunset Strip, where legends rise,

Appetite for Destruction lights the skies,

Axl's wail and Slash's electric sound, 

Where rock and rebellion are both found.

 

 

Sweet Child O' Mine rings loud and clear, 

Strings that tremble notes that sear, 

Paradise City, with its thundering beat, 

Where hard rock's passion makes hearts repeat.

 

 

From Los Angeles to the worldwide stage, 

Their music burns on every page, 

Guns N' Roses, rebels of their time, 

Eternal rockers in passionate rhyme.

 

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