Space Trees
Space trees that’s all I hoped. they’d be individuals hidden in tapping sap, enough to cover activity below as the busy aliens, children played safe for now. With heads bobbing and weaving .
Mangle Boomer
Mangle boomer the confused baby ? boomer he’s eaten the world even bricks consumption is the key longevity a degree an angle off your best three score and ten put it to the test pills and potions rectifying drugs to walk straight we are not old we just don’t want to die rock lobster then just one more time then the parties done I’m warping to Mars in my super etheric oval violet capsule .
