Blue And Yellow Girl - Fantastic Planet #2

There She was coming down the old dirt road

my mind was free I was humming in hurt mode

Large grind as large as a foreign sea, I begged for her innert load.

There she was a foreign sea so misty, her cello gait balanced,

There she was the organic blue and yellow pearl.

In the bushes I was I was free! No longer was I about to hurl.

Blue head, Bald hair, magnificent terraformed venus

Your face full of fear, hides your warm warm genius

May music stand for going down the road feeling bad

May the little lad, in me find our music way's bachelor/bachelorette pad.

11:33am

1/13/24

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