Thursday, February 19, 2009

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my paper my crisp
help me identity getters
in both witch it up
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

me eye me eye
i got doggit in me spy eye fly...
fly paper why? why you flying,
4 i can't see nothin' now 4 trying
when you crying come to me
i'll pick yer maggets out
so you can see.
me eye me eye
i ask you why...
you see me when i'm blinded by
what you see
so close yer eyes & come with me...
we'll fly to cheese land,
that side of dream land
where eyes aren't needed...
just mind cream plans.

February 19, 2009 at 6:32 PM

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