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Conway Lyrics -
Sand Covered Angels

Three noses,
The of roses,
Bobby's got a in his pocket
is your sister
For an hour I've her
She's trying to her gold locket.

And your brother
Has startled his
Trying to his dime.
Do you think
The fish liked ink
covered angels of mine.

There's crayons and
And a box of kittens
Though we always called that cat
Torn shirts and
And rooms are messes
And that's a bit hard on mommy.

Bruises amd
And colds in the
Making up stories that
Noses need
Clothes out growing
covered angels of mine.

Fingerprints on the
Of the bathroom and
Mending your toys takes my
But the joy I miss
If I couldn't
Sand angels of mine...