The Baby is Free

Oh baby. O' wolf bit ya good.
O' lad tickle me food.
O'er the lands the mountains an' sea.
Yonders why yodels be.

O'er last trump of time.
I peck wat' bitch of mine.
Baby, lest ya bit me
Regrets 'til autumn, ya shall be.

I, pile o' food
O'er well-mart and mountains, no sea.
O'er no-paid slaves wit' cor'prate suit.
O' wat b'tiful Sun-of-a-day!

O'hio go jail must u.

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Corn is Tall

My corn is tall
Corn tall.
It's very tall.
So tall.
My corn tall.

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Dreamverse

I have a dream worth two songs which I want to ask milady.
What is malady and what can I say to milady?
In the light of afternoon I stood with my back to the river,
people came and went by in the vicissitudes of life.
The Sanzu River's scenery unfold before me, wanting to take me away.
Yet the river of death won't be able to make me sway.

Instead of one or two or three seasons passing. Soon, it was the one hundreth.
The palatial afternoon came by unfolding.
My skin decrepit, my arms sore. Light greeted my eyes no longer.
Only faint lullabies of milady's granddaughter beside me.
...and everyone's no more.
No longer again. Becoming a part of the relic.
I slowly breathed my last and found myself, in a new world.

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Nipple King

I am the Nipple Queen.