If I wear all the tears through the town
If I wear all the tears through the town
and the crowd always sprouts and grows drown,
then the honey flutes brute,
and the fruity fruits shoot.
If the parrots eats carrots in freeze,
and the trucks carry bucks into sees,
then I ate all the boxes
as if they keep foxes.
If writers spell fighters to stone
if they favour the flavour alone,
then they smile about arts,
and cut miles into parts.
If I wear all the tears through the town
and the crowd always sprouts and grows drown,
then the honey flutes brute,
and the fruity fruits shoot.
If the parrots eats carrots in freeze,
and the trucks carry bucks into sees,
then I ate all the boxes
as if they keep foxes.
If writers spell fighters to stone
if they favour the flavour alone,
then they smile about arts,
and cut miles into parts.