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Squashed Blossoms Lyrics
Deep down in my cellar hole I craft bulbs that grow, grow, grow!
No one sees and no one knows. In this I act alone!
Wilting down those wooden stairs I poke and prod at botany!
Exhalations in the yellow light, my fingers creak and I sing out!
Deep down in my cellar hole I go…
No one sees a thing so no one knows...
No one sees and no one knows. In this I act alone!
Wilting down those wooden stairs I poke and prod at botany!
Exhalations in the yellow light, my fingers creak and I sing out!
Deep down in my cellar hole I go…
No one sees a thing so no one knows...
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Submitted by
~justine~ On Feb 20, 2008
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