Harry Ross

 

Waves Upon the Waves.

a lukewarm whippy while later a tall ship sailed. It docked and after docking appeared to be a small ship and lighter at that the passengers looked out they had been unlocked they waved it was asinine the chest it was liberally under wired and freezing as ever and yes everyone seemed to clash that day everyone seemed to clash,

sabre sword and thimble clashing dance so nimble as greasy as fast food eating and cheering manic then change mood limpid but leering

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
                                                    get out of bed

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
get out of bed   

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
                                                    get out of bed

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
get out of bed   

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
                                                    get out of bed

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
get out of bed   

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
                                                    get out of bed

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
get out of bed   

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
                                                    get out of bed

the trees are alive but blackened and dead
here comes a chopper to chop off your head
get out of bed   

get out of bed   get out of bed   get out of bed   get out of bed   get out of bed   get out of bed   get out


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