Operation moved over by here
Click it good
foggy morn twaddle
high tide lifts all boats they smirk
death by trickle down
Peak Dexterity
Hit the groove between the songs
On spinning album
I do not take my
plum crisp, I much prefer soft
wrinkled and moist prunes
Blowin' in the wind
Leaves mimic a kite in flight
Without strings attached