Crunch-Time

Eye to egg, seg to segue,
you"re a monkey
I'm a funky junky,
grinding ground guy,
scarfing trends to no end,
plucking lillies like silly
putty, some nutty guy
on the average, average,
under, over, your lips,
clips on my heart;
your lips, whips.


 

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