For All The Cows I'm called a cow I'm not about to blow it now for all the cows I'ts funny how money allows all to browse and be endowed the wish is true in falls into places new the cow is you My kind has all run out as if kinds could blend some time if time allows everything worn in like its a friend I said you're all a painted doll and it caused the walls to fall how far is he? impatiently thats as far as far could be Click here to return to my Foo
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