01 December 2007
Mr. Rice's Dogs
)Published on December 1st, 2007 @ 06:03:52 am, using 293 words, 57 views
Retreating into one’s little hole can do the trick.
She lives with an orange tree and a girl that does yoga
she picks the dead ones from the ground when we come over
and she gives I get without giving anything to me
like a morning sun
like a morning
like a morning sun
like a good good morning sun
the girl that does yoga
when we come over
the girl that does yoga
He lives in a little house on the side of a little hill
picks the litter from the ground, litter little brother spills
he gives I get without giving anything to me
and the dogs they run
and the dogs they
and the dogs they run
in the good good morning sun
side of a little hill
litter little brother spills
side of a little hill
And she’s always dressed in white
she’s like an angel man she burns my eyes
when she turns she pulls a smile
we drive her ’round man she drives us wild
and she moves like a little girl
I become a child man she moves my world
and she gets splashed in paint and turns away and
leaves me standing…
She lives with an orange tree and a girl that does yoga
got a wolf to keep her warm when he comes over
she gives he gets without giving anything to see
and the day it ends
and the day it
and the day it ends
and there’s no need for me
with a girl that does yoga
when we come over
with a girl that does yoga
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Girl, yoga, white, morning sun, orange tree
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