Oaieo
For I have decided
To stylise the tip of the iceberg
The part of me that world is allowed to see
Will be
As hot as the touch of the cold sea
Liquid and foamy hue
A solted heavy trouth
To try to trash-up You
For I have decided
To stylise the tip of the iceberg
The part of me that world is allowed to see
Will be
As hot as the touch of the cold sea
Liquid and foamy hue
A solted heavy trouth
To try to trash-up You
Oaieo
Is the way with ice
In anyway You light it
If you put a spot light
Ice will do not last
The part of me that world is allowed to see
Will be
A sponge in a cup of tea
Thick and sweet
Of hue indiscreet
A strong and heavy brew
A rafty heavy and stew
Liquid and foamy hue
A solted heavy trouth
To try to trash-up You
Oaioeo