I am bringing the morning to the zing
No one has stood under my under
I….n…….g fractures can see it’s
All my ly’s were true
Fan as I taste the ick
Strugggle with my g’s
but is just so snugggly
Ten ides I can’t make up my
Mnid
Do brains look better in lipstick
Is the extra e reeally there
Will would shake his spear
Dre would make me an ad
Chocolate sweets hmm ing and emm ing
God would shakes its head
Devil holding back a titter
with its outstretched fur covered arm as the titter
tries to limbo beneath it
Eaten every Gr
See the fish and the ant(brills the fish)
All my ex’s are pert
Just prefect
teasing every expert
Love the ly’s
Strangle every ange
We the it’s
Picking all the ulars
Top c well it was an opt I never took
Turvy is a weird word
So is beach I don’t think it really suits it
I mean sand is more elaborate
Able to believe my in
My kind is the one but not the only
Goooood at spellling
Weigh with words
I suppose you could put numbers on the other side
The scales would be massive
Paying rent to all the differs
Seen the scene of scented scenery sincerely
Moving for to a different ward
Standing on giant solderers
Being a tit as an antic
Float my boat in the bay of the ond
Betting on the ween
Bee on the street(if you need a hint it’s best to ask
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