My bubba & mi
Bubba's Blues
It's seven in the morning, and I'm building a tree house for twolet's make up the mess we made from mayhem and chessthere is silence on the other sidemoon and mills, pockets full of pillstrying hard to stay off the track,but my wonderment is you in the sackit's eight in the evening, having difficulties with my dreamsbe aware of the robots in here they might just lick your hair
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