ink blots...your future...know yourself on 2/8. here's something in the meantime.
grill times everyone's smiling my friends and yours
i will let the sun shine sing song and warmed beer everything coming up coleslaw
hum along with me hum along with you watermelon down to the rind
flies waiting with tender hunger tooth-marked husk of corn water slide buffoonery
some days we're made for it some days it's made of us
bring us the condiments
demand satisfaction do we even know each other?
little acts of friendship everything is coming up at the end of the night
we can't wait to do it again.
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