Monday, September 20, 2004

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LOOK FOR FOLLOW MY FOOTSTEPS

The fact of the footstep
Makes a graph in the look for
It's lockstep I'm follow
The matter of look like
I follow your footsteps
The waves make one look like
A fact of the graph I don't
Look like a fatstick
I paint with a migraine
And make up a baseline
To mock up a paint sickness
Like a look lucky lady listen
I don't like muck muck but
Facts are a lookalike
I dunk in the mockup
And wait in the basement
You court me with rice
And I follow your footsteps
You sing about Christ
And I knit up some bootstraps