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Slim lined faced
of the night
In the of the night
New york witch in the
Of the day
I'm to write my novel
All you do is

boomerang

Mice pie
on the wind
I'm searching this garbage
Looking for a
Your uncle an alligator
to his leg
Dangles you your
he offers you his bed

It to me to dream
Is too wild
In Kansas city
You a child
Riding on the
On the gateways to the
You're talking your boots
And walking with your mouth

boomerang baby boomerang
You spike a person
But you always bang the gang

Thank you