little purple plasma chunks
Little creatures, bald eagles, french wine on an open vine. This is blah and that is blue. You underestimate the power of irrational behavior. An urge, a push, a pin, a plate. You left it here to find a mate. We swim, we run, we pull and toss. We leave it in the middle where your friends the boss. I laughed, I cried, I tried to care, but I found the ceiling full of bears. We eat, we puke, we made a fluke, but does this mean we can't be clean?