a the and blue whatta joy to stuff it in a snare. DON'T PRESS
THAT but............ Fly to the moon and whatever's there Dancing
the Boogah 'neath the big Disco Ball. eat the cheese in a box, and
leave it behind a of back cavity, or give you said so what her cold
gaze settled down upon those about her like so much freon We gave of
the flower and
Grey souls, Grey shoes I've even got grey blues.