Wednesday, April 24, 2013

noggin toboggan

Somewhere up in your Noggin
There lies a big toboggan

sliding down the merrypole
with Uncle Aladdin

Somewhere on the course of life
lies the green

with the 18th hole
if you know what I don't mean

Sometimes there is a fish
caught in a loop

You got the squinties
and everytime I play it loud

but I got the rhythm that is keeping you
my child

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