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His tongue’s in colours everywhere
He licks his hair
He’s like a rainbow
Coming, colours in the air
Oh, everywhere
His tongue’s in colours
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I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further!
Peter Btfsplk
About to bloom.
Could be worse Stan. Could be lawn darts.
In eastern Ontario we’ve had more frosty nights this month than last and the days have been cooler.
So far this year March has been better than April.
Day after day
Alone on a hill
The ram with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he’s just a fool
And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill…
I was thinking the exact same thing.
That coffee must be dark roast.
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His tongue’s in colours everywhere
He licks his hair
He’s like a rainbow
Coming, colours in the air
Oh, everywhere
His tongue’s in colours
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