Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
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Sunday, 31 October 2010

Tip Tap Apple Mac.

Tip Tap Apple Mac

I like the way you feel as i type i like the words that you make me write i love the way that your silver and gold the sunlight shining and you never grow old the fire burning underneath your heart the sounds of click as my fingers part and start to tap tip tap upon your squares the little black patches that you choose to wear i love the way that you sound at the start of the Fayre i feel your cold shining so crunchy that i smooth it apart. This is the window this is the sight, this is where the sun shines bright, this is more than bitter sweet lemon and limes, this is where the church bells chime, underneath the water falls under neath the water falls i can hear the bodies drum i can hear the bodies call i can hear the voices call Niagara in the valley of rum where they drink to the beatles drinking to the sun you are welcome if you can come hear them singing doo ahh diddy diddy dumb diddy doo ahh diddy diddy. Dumb diddy diddy doo Diddy diddy dumb.

Little sister you cant see the way your talking big what you dont know just aint true a little bit of magic got into you but you cant see me no you cant you cant see me no you cant you cant see me - i got deep sweet flavors sinking into my feet as a man i step so a man i shall be, begging begging begging begging namaste on the street, the sound of tip tap apple mac makes me complete. Tip tap the apple mac. Bring that beat back. You got to tip tap the apple. Tip tap the apple. Tip tap the apple. Tip tap the apple. Tap tap tip, tip tip tap, tap tip tap the apple mac.

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