WINE AND GATES
were sure that licorice can sing
tomorrow was never never day
the throat of wendy and her magic to serve
the red faced captain and his consort for the way
we rallied in a beautiful woods, to each we worth
the luck of licorice came into view, like a have to tin
this snow we remember, the other day in never never land
seems to be as a bird is in charge of the wind
the road to misogyny and the ache of simplicity to give, hand by hand
we saw it better for a bat in the proverbial window
even mean tigers and a ticking aligator will say
this is the time of another wing of chance to grow
play with us, and you will nay
the reason for ages of strength and charity came clean
as peter an wendy were married
this history of riches and the clever to ring
that much we garner as our best in line, even with charity...
the throat of wendy and her magic to serve
the red faced captain and his consort for the way
we rallied in a beautiful woods, to each we worth
the luck of licorice came into view, like a have to tin
this snow we remember, the other day in never never land
seems to be as a bird is in charge of the wind
the road to misogyny and the ache of simplicity to give, hand by hand
we saw it better for a bat in the proverbial window
even mean tigers and a ticking aligator will say
this is the time of another wing of chance to grow
play with us, and you will nay
the reason for ages of strength and charity came clean
as peter an wendy were married
this history of riches and the clever to ring
that much we garner as our best in line, even with charity...
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were sure that licorice can sing
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