That will start it now,
This will go prow,
Running through meadows deep.
Snakes around my belly creep,
Never doubt Monday
Always shout Friday
Some day mine,
In day of time,
Sorry no run,
Stay please for fun,
Waiting and reeling,
Cutting for feeling.
Route a million years,
Cry a million tears,
Big time a daydream,
Day time a roll screen.
Roll one to get high,
Roll one to get bye,
Hold one day of time,
Hold one day of mine……………..
FTBAS 4.2.13
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