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Pipe Dream Reality Red light, green light, Simon says, "Mister, may I have a pez?". My favorite line is, "No, go fish!", thus, 'lean, not fat' fills my dish. I am girl next door on Cedar Street, a wholesome seed from head to feet. I am the one who loves to give, I don't hold grudges, I forgive. Breath in, breath out, there goes my soul like grains of sand between my toes where Candy Land molasses traps bury dreamlands in its sap. Beanies thrown may sprout a stalk, but that golden goose knows how to talk- saying nothing more than Me O' My like Georgie Porgie, Pudding Pie whose rocking robin swings on a star, the brightest one seen from afar. I wish I may, I wish I might be kissed as if I were Snow White... snow white! |
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