Song So Sing
sing a long now la la la la la
A thermometer dash through an eighteenth century painting is said to be as exciting as a needle sewing on a fifty foot blanket. But wearing shoes on a plaid staircase is not for the rampant, rude, or ignorant for plaid is pulsing and pulsing is pushing properly producing pinnacles. Wow. Climb then. Great fantastic wisdom heights of snow globes. Erotic negotiations are prevalent between a duck and a swan or a bud and a stem but never between a pan and a spoon for the only stirring motion is neither a monstrous man nor a mingling main beam. Ok then. Now a license can arrive holding hands with several paper clips. Who smile in adoration at the paper held. Such timeless ceaseless monuments erode no land but combust within causing history to seep out to educate even the most dullest of pansies in a garden row. And a tiny little pill is not a pillow nor is it a pathway. Dim are the lights that shine on a rusted screw. And dare to jump over fifty cows, grapes and cigarettes whilst wearing a spotty blouse? Well do you dare? Does anyone alight the air above such formation in such agility? Mental prowess of the many stripes upon a patterned rug. They are clever and often do quadratic equations to pass the time between the treading of feet and paws and occasional webbed foot. Sing no gospel to a brick. And play no heavenly music to a two foot drop from a skyscraper at midnight. For it is the seemingly static stoked sky that marvels purely at the passing of the clouds. Smile then. Hahaha laughing lager louts lingering long legs hahaha mish mashed potatoe climbing a high tree in a force hundred gale. Xxxxx geometers Z z z Z
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