The techno bar played sweeps thru the desert and the cames wreeked worse than dead goats in the hot sun and my mind shouted this melody over and over
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the moon moved over the hill and a parrot laughed like an old woman on her fourth marriage, as the guards to the palace did their thing once an hour. My mind reverberated with their enchantment and this came out
dim lala dim lalal dim lala lalal lalal
dim dim lala dim alala dim alala
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh