WINE AND GATES
Guitars And The Lemon Ink Never Gotcha
sonny for the handsome cake?
form and waters of courage in the wend
of a silly noise, and the very thought of Jake
made to order, the nye of morose spend
spite and the crass measure of juice of the sun
and a wishy washy monkey purpose for the kind
of a courtesy one finds in the pages of a dragon
read the book like a fish out of water, and I'll...
pennies and a heart on the sleeve
with sweet kisses, the fortune of a damned spit
the rest of conscience's eggs and the worth to conceive
this is the rest of the day getting lit
like paying for a peach, the plum rolled off the table
will we see each other again?
was the reason for endings of good and ready able
the better side of the sun, whose hard being is such again?
the news in the wind, paper is a muse of since
regret the fire, and know the devil in his place
the choice of minds in the way, with begin...
that old match, had better be a bed room face...
the role of mistook onions is in the wind, like a tried thumb
has a rational of survival the surprise of sincerity, to keep a time
the other day, the another say, is a quiet lip to dumb
like the reach of the ear in the care of a sugar and its rise...
form and waters of courage in the wend
of a silly noise, and the very thought of Jake
made to order, the nye of morose spend
spite and the crass measure of juice of the sun
and a wishy washy monkey purpose for the kind
of a courtesy one finds in the pages of a dragon
read the book like a fish out of water, and I'll...
pennies and a heart on the sleeve
with sweet kisses, the fortune of a damned spit
the rest of conscience's eggs and the worth to conceive
this is the rest of the day getting lit
like paying for a peach, the plum rolled off the table
will we see each other again?
was the reason for endings of good and ready able
the better side of the sun, whose hard being is such again?
the news in the wind, paper is a muse of since
regret the fire, and know the devil in his place
the choice of minds in the way, with begin...
that old match, had better be a bed room face...
the role of mistook onions is in the wind, like a tried thumb
has a rational of survival the surprise of sincerity, to keep a time
the other day, the another say, is a quiet lip to dumb
like the reach of the ear in the care of a sugar and its rise...
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Guitars And The Lemon Ink Never Gotcha
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