Jazz Rift For Moon Beams
He's A. *** DiNG DoNG ***
Duh-Dahhh-a-Deee-Ohhhhh...!
He's A DingDong Daddy-O Dummmmm...b.
And Spirits From Celestial Seas
To Call On Connections From
A Siren's Disease...
And Refreshing Surge Of The Surf
Leaves You Parched, And Struggling
To Understand The Warmth Of The Sea...
Darling Moonbeam, My One True Love...
Built From Sky...
-Gray Squirrel
10-14-2025
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