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Onion lady blows her precious prose
And so it goes
Kisses to the crying cooks
Their bigs in books
With baited hooks

Chorus: And days away from your army
And spend with whimsy kings and slaves
A girl of God becomes a cash flower
A catalog of gardens and graves

Travelers diagram
For where I am
From where I am
Director of visional codes and overloads
It all explodes

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Onion lady blows her precious prose   And so it goes   Kisses to the crying cooks   Their bigs in books   With baited hooks      Chorus: And days away from your army   And spend with whimsy kings and slaves   A girl of God becomes a cash flower   A catalog of gardens and graves      Travelers diagram   For where I am   From where I am   Director of visional codes and overloads   It all explodes      Chorus