Oh,
To dream of hats
And lie in a pile of them
So wonderful
You might think a TV
To picture your self one day
Running into an elf.
BREATH THE MINTY LEAVES
Soft engines come to a dream
Introducing super beach cat woman
Powers over volley balls and tans
Her glorious claws comb the beach
As her eyes gleam
All is the fantasy of the sea
The felines return
There is love
And sun tans.
For a while I fell
As did the Everyman
Each piece of sand
That the heart goes for
In time she snores
Snoring to earn a living
Great wages in zzzz's
Few though in sin
But some wine on a boat
Under leaves
With menories
Why not
Pretty please.
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