Untitled Song
• Written by user669266552
See the sleeping of the dancer,
I think he's angry at the ganser.
He finds it hard to see the chocolate,
Overshadowed by the dirty auklet.
Who is that flying near the car?
I think she'd like to eat the rock star.
She is but a cute singer,
Admired as she sits upon a slinger.
Her feeling car is just a car,
It needs no gas, it runs on lar.
She's not alone she brings a rock,
a pet fly, and lots of wok.
The fly likes to chase a wife,
Especially one that's in the surgical knife.
The dancer shudders at the merry bottle
He want to leave but she wants the bluebottle.
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user669266552
Member since September 10 2018