You can blow your
Listen to that fog!
It shines, and shines and shines!
Make it through your hollow log!
It chimes, it chimes, it chimes!
Listen to that monkey laugh!
It's riddled with tricks and flips and circles.
Make it near our shadows and place a tear beside your sled.
There's propellors on this bed.
...yeah... you heard what I said.
She's from Tahiti, but you wouldn't know it...
And that's your stone turned over before you throw it and it becomes a sponge of glory!
end of story.
It shines, and shines and shines!
Make it through your hollow log!
It chimes, it chimes, it chimes!
Listen to that monkey laugh!
It's riddled with tricks and flips and circles.
Make it near our shadows and place a tear beside your sled.
There's propellors on this bed.
...yeah... you heard what I said.
She's from Tahiti, but you wouldn't know it...
And that's your stone turned over before you throw it and it becomes a sponge of glory!
end of story.
posted by Toe Knee at 4:21 PM
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