THE CYCLOPS LOVE SONG
The Cyclops Love Song (to the tune of R.E.M.’s The One I Love) This one goes out to my one-eyed love This one goes out to my one-eyed porcupine A pimple pop has occupied my time This one goes out to my one-eyed love
The Cyclops Love Song (to the tune of R.E.M.’s The One I Love) This one goes out to my one-eyed love This one goes out to my one-eyed porcupine A pimple pop has occupied my time This one goes out to my one-eyed love
These particular dills are daffy because they insist on blooming before Mein Herr Kapitan Winter has headed for more southerly climes. These fellows here were buried twice by snow after this picture was taken.
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