Doves on my shoulders
Bread in my head
Big rocks are boulders
Snakeskin is shed
Return him to life
Escape him from death
Give a groom his wife
Take in a deep breath
Ignore a broken finger
Jump out of a tree
Smokey smells that linger
Snow on a hill so ski
Solo for the money
Duo for the show
Comedy is funny
This be all I know
(8-8-07)
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