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Shovel Novel
04:53
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Are you at home tonight
to press "rewind"
on mental tape
hollowing out
to stuff up our bucket? Yeah.
Can't sleep, if you need my help just ask me,
so I'll take that shovel and pick up this golden sand
for a place just mine and yours.
Lazing at home tonight
although we might
get out from here
and give up of leer.
Didn't satiate our bucket yet.
Cannot sleep, I need your help.
Don't be afraid my friend,
follow me in this affair.
You will gain a lot this night
being with me close by my side.
Don't let go off my hand.
Wallow into the sand!
Babette, please, don't let me hyde
tears in the Cove of The Silence.
Leaves inside my sleeves
and pebbles in
my shoes. Prepare
your sleeping bag!
Superpowers all around her shell
are the only anchor! Can you heed me?
So just grab that shovel and pick up this golden sand!
Wake up, I need your help!
Don't let go off my hand,
follow me in this affair,
we will gain a lot this night.
Be with me close by my side!
All that you can leave on your trail,
everything you put in your pail
will be magical, will be chemical,
will be only those grains.
(All that you can leave on your trail,
everything you put in your pail
will be magical, will be chemical,
will be only those grains.)
So just grab that shovel and pick up this golden sand!
Wake up, I need your help!
All that you can leave on your trail,
everything you put in your pail
will be magical, will be chemical,
will be only those grains.
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Cartoon Balloons
02:57
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Bus at
3:00 a.m.
Looking around the crowd seems all connected. But
for real
am I here,
next to these strange folks, surrounded by cartoon balloons?
Wearing dandy and tight,
potbellied at my right,
facing heads to the left,
implements playful thefts.
Theatrical moves he shows:
tickle controls his paws.
Thick treacle mode's ideal
for him to close the deal.
<<Uoooh! That's all! On air goodies!>>
Closer,
here I am,
next to a girl with shoes ten times her size.
The name
"Emily"
written on it. Does she sail with those things?
Adore this silly stuff!
<<'ve you got a bubble gum?
Imminent stinky puff!>>
He wears a novel ram.
With Kathleen in his arms
he writes about a farm.
Elusive "bubu God"
on the tips of the tongue,
uoooh, dancing Booby Woogie!
Brown dressed figure seems so lonely.
Grizzled, he looks like a mountain.
Wildebeest-hood-shaped nose, call mommy!
Could you, please, grant us a promise?
Stay with us!
Your pale face
drains from these
speeding lights.
In this dream-like ride
our bus won't brakes
twisting in bother.
We're slouching and striving
to stay into the lane
drifting in both ways.
We could only laugh,
laugh and laugh and laugh
dazed and wondered.
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