I was once a treehouse, I lived in a cake but I never saw the way the orange slayed they rake. I was only 3 years dead but it told a tale and now listen little child to the safety rail.
Did you ever see a llama kiss? A llama on the llama? Llamas llama tastes of llama, llama llama, duck. Half a llama, twice a llama, not a llama farmer, llama llama in a car, alarm a llama, llama duck. Is it how its told now? Is it all so old? Is it made of lemon juice? Doorknob ankle cold.
Now my song is getting thin, I've run out of luck. Time for me to retire now and become a duck.