Shine like the day I set cosmic eyes on you, friend, by the light of the sweet squash in my lovely laser broom.
Surrender the vert platonic bond tying your soul to mine craft, the sky fades a pink shadow cast.
Companions are we, enlivened by a mighty gallop quickly sliding a harsh straw basket of sea foam gathered astride the tide.
Bits and pieces flung into the universe, sticking in the sky like cotton balls on a jet black velcro surface.
Blunders, no, only friendship binds us to honesty - attracting crypts of mushrooms in the wake of our snowboards.
