Put an apple on your head & stand still he'll Tell you.
I don't know what " "We're sure not sending you to the store!"
Because we're not all sandwiches
And can tell them Plant Spern
You give her a test tickle.
Tell her to stand next to the kitchen window
They are out standing in the field
You've got some crust.
Sore arms.
Because they always fly over everyone's head.
You go on a head, i'll just hang round 'ere
They found her Head & Shoulders in the glove compartment.
A master master.
Deranged.
There are those who are waiting to get in it and then you have those wanting too get out of it.
An Aristotalitarian Regime.
