Summer's over and yet she's told,
she's as memorizing as the sky is bold
Yesterday's fairy-tale is like eggs of yolk

Try it again.....

She's as smooth as the sky's been told,
and the texture over-ruling her is bold
and she warms me and I ....


Try it again....... (Last Time)

Sitting here on the steps, rusty, and crusty
they are blistering and they blister
Those so called eyes are never less than rusty
and the eggs boil but they will make it........
like the bacon and yet I'm in this maze

Almost, try again.......

Oh **** it!!!!!


RGH