With Silver Ties: When Puppets As Robots Fall In Love

Frosty's carrot cone nose; Celestials, sugar cookie sleigh rides, martini.... Gateway hollow, where tootie fruitie found their bootie; walk the plank my child ? Studio fifty-five at her corner of Broadway and Wilshire Drive; nightlights in neon pockets Crystal scenes there she goes, pulling strings while striking chords ? Deep space nine; wisp his Willow with marching bands shaking hands snapshots ? Yes, we have reached an accord; party lines Pulling into her station; a reindeer drawn carriege; making way it's a busy day aneath, their mushroom Shaped mistletoes; Kryptonite, came The King upon a carpet tide ? Hush, little babies don't you cry.. Daddy's going to bake you a slang bang pie had they known she wouldn't have, crucified ? His golden bird.