This next piece can trip you up, spin you 'round, place you carefully back down on the ground and smile at ya from a distance while doin' it.
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I know that you're tired of bein down I know that you're wuntin not to frown. I know that ya need ta get outa the place that ya livin right now.
I know that you're tired of the town. I know that you're wuntin to get 'round. I know that ya need to get out and get moovin and unwound.
I know that you're tired of movin round. I know that you're wuntin to calm down. I know that you're needin peace and ease ta come around.
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Zirconium sasparilla makes a darn good float if you're inta havin one.
Magnisium chrome on a yellow alabaster phone shines with dirty white spankles Id ain suh good now.
When the dirty blerk spankles the rosnim goes to blue, And when the anslim marbens a hulabuloo The angler aims at you.
And if you get away swim and tell Marla cause she'll surely need to know. And untill I am allowed to show flamoxen turn into dayglo I emplore that you watch out for oxen flamobalamebo.
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And so with that behind us we can get on with what we were saying about the dred headed Webelos scout who helped me get that fire goin.
I was showen that I really needed a hand by the man who turned up to help me.
He handed me Chex mix and said, hold on to these. I said, hmm fuel and ate 1/3 of a handful. And they tasted just right - We lit up the fire together.
The weather was purfect purple skys, even the moon was dancing, sparkles were in our eyes And the people began their prancing.
They were bouncing like sprites in the wood in cold foerest evening air. They looked in the, the sky, hung above them And then they bent on a reeling of dancing there.
Prancing people are truly a joy to watch. Slancing a dreble makes a lumony-gummony gautch.
And you can't deny that.
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I know that you're tired of flyin around. I know that you're wantin to get on the ground. I know that ya nedin To find self and find home so you won't be lonesome when you're alone.
You might be tired of my strange sound N you might be wantin me put down, though you might be needin somebody new around.
The sound of the browned ocean tastes like grape jello.
It's glistening green waves crash without a sound on the silver pebble beaches on nantucket.
The warmth of summer and the cool of autumn combime into a scerene flow filling a field. I M M I Wonderously and listlessly the goat aproached the bush and asked Where's the 7-11?
The bush roared something about pixie dust and went on it's way.
The goat was disappointed and so turned into a moose and galloped off.
One might think that the end sat there but when one recalls rasberries one can easily see where the moose was to be galloping to, and with that in mind I think that it's time for a word conserning sponsorship : Elumphalettered.
Elumphalettership is no joking matter -
Every year eight vocabulary tests across the nation Elumphaliterate - and so, all should be warned.
visible symptoms of contact with elumphaliteration include new sideburns, (males only- if you are female and you are growing sideburns, see your doctor immediately) hemmoraging knotebooks, and retnal strain (this can be spoted by a noticable increase in marijuanna smoking to releave the presure in the eyes.)
Now back to the moose:
Rasberries are great aren't they?
Galloping, galloping, galloping, trowloping, showloping, powloping, howloping, xowloping, bowloping, admonishing all gratitude and hoping for fortitude ta come down. yea x Sometimes I get so down for such a time that I conciously force myself to try to feel good by doing something good. It could specificly be something outside myself or inside. The stirony (The 'st' on the front there is my own personal prefixation to refer to stupidity) is that when I go up sometimes - well, most of the time - i'll purposly bring myself down if I think i'm getting too confident, or secure, or comfortable. It's really one of the wierdest fascets of me that I can pinpoint. It's wierd cause see most people's concepts of being regard all those good things as good to have - but I have the tendency to slight them or to hand them away so that I don't see myself in the same light that others do. Life's emotional rout can be like a rollercoaster. One thing to remember is that what goes down is bound to come up - The view - from the top - now that's good stuff.
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