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By B.K. Date: 2004 Jan 05 Comment on this Work [[2004.01.05.22.52.7324]] |
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So we made it to Mars Pass out the cigars Kiss me quick Close the curtain I would bet most certainly We have lived there before We all got to earth But that is a wide berth Of thinking I'd rather test the quicksand Beneath my toes Start my mind thinking In rhythmic Can't you sees I would never feed chicken To a crocodile while Holding my baby close to me Can you ever believe what you see Then this kiss is real This love is not Vegas fools gold It is a real diamond mine Made from a mountain of soft coal (c)bk |