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The Rolling Stones ain’t no clay !

Sponsor: Oliver Mckeithan Rolling Stones Song Titles : 16 lines submitted : 17/7/25 ________________________ ANGIE, my devoted dark Love really and truly I don’t want you UNDER MY THUMB it hurts us both as you PAINT IT BLACK~ makes me wanna hack freedom’s our choice, our soul’s ardent desire YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT we have to escape this mad matrix mire TUMBLIN DICE ~a dangerous dire vice let’s gallop to the Camargue without any masks like WILD HORSES white with gypsy flasks or fly to Mars if we choose, to booze alongside HONKY TONK WOMEN, then snugly snooze each a beautiful hue, feeding our Heart’s muse on RUBY TUESDAY, we can gaily frolic in hay THE ROLLING STONES,WE AIN’T NO CLAY ! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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