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flutterfly-butterfly — 'to the king'
Published: 2005-04-07 11:54:37 +0000 UTC; Views: 76; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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Ice cream man with a hair of sand,You held my hand when I was cold,
Tickled me 'til I screamed.
We've run around at Darkzone,
Threw lettuce at each other,
Spat grapes, blew serviettes in the air.
We've shared songs and saliva,
And had a pash on new years
Your the mate for me.
