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Smiling Fins
Ouch!
That one gives it to me ball
I crisped in voice as I slanged in the cross
Thou art ample enough to set aside a remark?
Instead of throwing the entire game sampled…
Only ever enlarging to soon become trampled?
Well...up above the mantel
A women holds out an anvil
And then she adds mandible
Oh she is an outrageous cannibal!
Oh sin,
What do hard smarts win them?
Oh perceptions held-in...
Is the legendary hand just a spectacle?
Is it impressible
- Digestible?
Between eggshells and
Foreign cocktail's
Between footmen
And orange pigtails
Ringing every bell
Never counting on my mind,
turning into a smell
Butts touch whales!
Butts touch whales!
If the inhaler inhales
Then sit on a whale
Hold out your hands oh so pail
Engage
Bewail
It's a dream my friend
With too much reason the rhymes fail
Even strong arms become weighed down by the sails...
It's in a song where my fins sing within la's la's and ley ley's
Dusty heydays going out by the layaway's
Coming on strong because I say I say
Caffeine and a bong -on my way today
Here it comes
I move across the way
I beat up the wrong tongue
And he hits back harder than the midday sun
I was never wrong because I won!
In the game of life you have to be fun!
Just keep on moving and never run
Never ever run!
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