We go out together into the staring town And buy cheese and bread and little jugs with flowered labels Everywhere is a tent where we put on our whirling show A great deal has been said of the handless serpents Which war has set loose in the gay milk of our heads But because you braid your hair and taste like honey of heaven We go together into town to buy wine and yellow candles.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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