Big Mama Storming
- David Raskin

- 17 hours ago
- 1 min read
In the bose room it was among the western rug which was not tall and plain, again my limbs of ra ra warnings were by their majesty’s placated untwigs of oh jah jah they’re storming, and their music wig connected to the outside were this I dig and tuh tuh important
On Came Big Mama Storming
So sane my lid of Honda was my covered head in the morning
Back to their playlist of “blues-bids going la la with a rapport of Venus terraforming”
On Came Big Mama Storming
Back to yall’s and the reign, then became I inside
The Wall of Earth to blame, then so sane was going to be the Martian lyrics ride
On the evening, I was needing calls from their pouring Spain, and the classics after the news recital
Then speeding and treating solved went the touring game, and the lads and lasses having a chapter so vital, had the song with laughter under the shelf’s blue seeds bible
The Hand-sis box was hoppin
The Land of swiss on the wok was droppin
The Sandwhich-Sandwich-Sandwitch was costing
Atlantis was boppin
Terraform Venus was fan bliss and poppin
- Avalon Dakota
- 3-12-26
- 1:55pm
- Big Mama Storming






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