Lines of Statues, Marble Flesh:The catcher of innocent souls
He's proud of his human collection
Of losers who give up the chase
Of winners who fail to look round
He creeps up behind the fallen and blind
They're gone! With hardly a sound
- The Butterfly Man [by Arena]
No matter what they say: [we're still just as self-conscious as before...]
My name is truly Lemon Wess, no joke.
Devious Comments
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Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
-Lemon Tree [by Fool's Garden]
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