v1:
pluck ambrosia from vines
and drink grape wine from his jiggling
[1]
Hair and flesh
thus enmeshed in measured touches
longing lost
in a vale
Open the deck
Fingernails in the plastic, gently, gently, gently
Careful not
I had a dream i did compete in a heavenly
My qualm with this song,
take notes, im thinking
this fleeting moment
Girls are cute, they rarely poot
and they have wet vaginas
when
v1..:
if you love her so much why must you manipulate
choral1:
it dries, it dries -- and can't be moistened
vmov:
can I
[praetexta](subject)
the orator's never listening
but he understands us perfectl
v1:
Im in the stands, man
big orange hand
and I'm cheering for
Fighting sounds fun.. but enemies, please, thats messy
No one wants
verseone
i want to write a lyric
that i won't regret in
sippy sippy sippy goes the midship captain
steering it is not
Let's make a pact
Officially proclaiming the fact
That everyone's
Officially bla
Trillion Million Monies
Zillion Billion Gillion
it must be right?
and i'd do
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