Cheyenne! Look at what the liquor brings about
Throw out the magic basket full of wires and let them flail all on the ground
Why do they love it so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly on the front porch and it escorts them into
Deep, dark, space around Taurus
And the Mormons can't explain the stars reflectin' in her corneas
It makes they hearts beat hard against they corsets which
Bops they lockets up against they foreheads, and-
Who was it that sent this little girl's mind up into orbit?
She had to forfeit little dolly while in space so that she could touch the stars like torches
Privately, we recorded her
Intimately, yes! We courted her with-
"Miss Cinnamon Tea, please rest your itty bitty palms in my-
Incandescently glowing hands and infinitely
We will explore your inquisitive tendencies;
The intrinsic and the explicit
We won't inhibit any of your inquiry
But first the fire must be met then quenched by you candidly and randomly venting any
Thoughts, memories, anything!
It's time for you to start channeling what you've been gathering!"
So we left gravity
Instantly engulfing Lorraine in a shimmering cavity then
Flattening like an elasticine band that stretches and contorts
And then I'd widen like the space highway spiraling sideways, contract and dilate
Then straighten up at 100 mph then fall on myself in layers like a thickened band of taffy
Assuming every length and shape imaginable
Then I catapulted Lorraine and her stuffed animal into still deeper space
But fathoming what I had actually done and her pace increasing rapidly
I shot out like a javelin after her screams
First matching her speed, then surpassing her, hearing her laughter as I passed her
But the web I spun had not strengthened yet
And the momentum sent them stretching through my intentions, And I popped!
Dolly lost. . . . . .
And Lorraine. . . . . ..
Plopped back down into her bedroom
And coughed
Throw out the magic basket full of wires and let them flail all on the ground
Why do they love it so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly on the front porch and it escorts them into
Deep, dark, space around Taurus
And the Mormons can't explain the stars reflectin' in her corneas
It makes they hearts beat hard against they corsets which
Bops they lockets up against they foreheads, and-
Who was it that sent this little girl's mind up into orbit?
She had to forfeit little dolly while in space so that she could touch the stars like torches
Privately, we recorded her
Intimately, yes! We courted her with-
"Miss Cinnamon Tea, please rest your itty bitty palms in my-
Incandescently glowing hands and infinitely
We will explore your inquisitive tendencies;
The intrinsic and the explicit
We won't inhibit any of your inquiry
But first the fire must be met then quenched by you candidly and randomly venting any
Thoughts, memories, anything!
It's time for you to start channeling what you've been gathering!"
So we left gravity
Instantly engulfing Lorraine in a shimmering cavity then
Flattening like an elasticine band that stretches and contorts
And then I'd widen like the space highway spiraling sideways, contract and dilate
Then straighten up at 100 mph then fall on myself in layers like a thickened band of taffy
Assuming every length and shape imaginable
Then I catapulted Lorraine and her stuffed animal into still deeper space
But fathoming what I had actually done and her pace increasing rapidly
I shot out like a javelin after her screams
First matching her speed, then surpassing her, hearing her laughter as I passed her
But the web I spun had not strengthened yet
And the momentum sent them stretching through my intentions, And I popped!
Dolly lost. . . . . .
And Lorraine. . . . . ..
Plopped back down into her bedroom
And coughed
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