I can lick down telephone poles and lick down street signs
come sit in my chair
I can crush your house down with my brun thunder thighs
come sit in my chair
I can to be the dancing wind in this wonder water storm
come sit in my chair
We can exchange wings; I can be a catastrophic butterfly
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 10:33 AM UTC
I can lick down telephone poles and lick down street signs
come sit in my chair
I can crush your house down with my brun thunder thighs
come sit in my chair
I can to be the dancing wind in this wonder water storm
come sit in my chair
We can exchange wings; I can be a catastrophic butterfly
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