blank CD Jamspirations #4

Licked me over good change if pace the tongue laps up a second melody and I’m tasting caramel,

no chocolate,

no peanut butter,

no wait,

that’s the candy bar in my mouth,

belly.

 

I’m getting real blue,

and red

I’m getting all cerulean,

you understand,

I’m up and down cloud lines

with soars of seagulls

and scores of geese

scoring flocks of shifting winds upon the eat shit underneath.

Climbers divers sickly liver little dinky drivers lost on the invention of the wheel

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