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Your toes are like toast Except one letter less And covered in jam They might be the best Your peppermint lies Fly off of my shoulders Your hazelnut eyes Starting to smolder Your strawberry lips Are the finest in town But don't tell the neighbors Don't need them around Cuz honey in the sprocket Makes the world go round and round! Like a chocolate-dipped peanut In a messy....mossy....mound. (breakfast in bed)
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
Breakfast in Bed
Your toes are like toast Except one letter less And covered in jam They might be the best Your peppermint lies Fly off of my shoulders Your hazelnut eyes Starting to smolder Your strawberry lips Are the finest in town But don't tell the neighbors Don't need them around Cuz honey in the sprocket Makes the world go round and round! Like a chocolate-dipped peanut In a messy....mossy....mound. (breakfast in bed)
larry-i-jones
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
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