liquid donkies
liquid donkies fill my dreams
translucent mirrors reflect their honesty
rubberized parcels fill my soul
rotted bubbles tingle my former lungs
didn't he hear the chello playing?
didn't he hear the blind man cough?
liquid donkies fill my spoon
tranclucent mirrors shine their might
rubberized parcels collect at my doorstep
rotted bottles fill my shoes
he didn't hear the chello playing
he didn't hear the blind man cough
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