Brone by gold heard the hoofrons,
Steelyringing imperthnthn thnthnthn.
Chips, picking chips off rocky thumbnail, chips.
Horrid! And gold flushed more.
A husky fifenot blew.
Blue. Blue bloom is on the
Gold pinnacled hair.
A jumping rose on satiny breasts of satin,
Rose of Castille.
Trilling, trilling: I dolores.
Peep! Who's in the... Peepofgold?
Tink cried to bronze in pity.
And a call, pure, long and trobbing. Longindying call.
Decoy. Soft word. But look! The bright stars fade. O rose! Notes
chirruping answer. Castille. The morn is breaking.
Jingle jingle jaunted jingling.
Coin rang. Clock clacked.
Avowal. Sonnez. I could. Rebound of Garter. Not leave thee.
Smack. La cloche! Thigh smack. Avowal. Warm. Sweetheart,
good bye!
When love absorbs. War! War! The tympanum.
A sail! A veil awave upon the waves.
When first he saw. Alice!
Full tup. Full throb.
Warbling. Ah, lure! Alluring.
Martha! Come!
Clapclop. Clipclap. Clappyclap.
Goodgod hever everhead inall.
A moonlight nightcall: far: far.
I feel so sad. P.S. So lonely blooming.
Listen!
The spiked and winding cold seahorn. Have you the? Each and
For the other plash and silent roar.
Pearls: when she. Liszt's rhapsodies. Hisssss.
((the song actually makes perfect sense if you know where they got the idea from :3))
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These feelings I have uncovered,
These feelings I have looked into,
I want you to be smothered,
You're the one I'm more into.
I thank you for your presence,
Your beauty, like a dove!
I just want to give you this present:
It's a thing called my love.