Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Monday, 1 November 2010

No Gun.

No gun

I’m leaping jumping starting cartwheels flying to the sun I’m sitting backwards counting pineapples kissing on the run
Kiss chase
Everything’s incredible
Kiss chase
Turning is the favourite wheel
When the world is burning desserts turning sand into the sea
I’m a buzzing churling whirling honey making bubble bee
And i aint warming
No more stalling
Everything’s alright
Im getting happy
Pretty happy
Watching days turn into nights
No safety its ok
I haven’t got a gun
No safety its ok
I aint shooting anyone

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