Hey man.



Come down to the free,
dancing with a strolling roll,
gentle and kind dreaming soul.

As Liberty takes an olive branch to the sea.

And a rose for thee,
come to the table tree,
pax amore sweet England ma.


The cat watches the carpenter at rest,
flowers bloom like imagination,
all party all creation,
looking after each other, best.


Dude Shakespeare and Georges birthday.
Here comes the jigsaw jazz jubilee, 'tis thee.

A giro and a pen,
spring, spring, spring,

so free.

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