“Fell into A sea of grass And disappeared among The shady blades... Children all Ran over me Screaming tag! You are the one!
He trips her as Her sandals fail She says stop! I’m a girl... Whose fingernails are made Of mother’s pearl...
Yellow buttercup Helicopters Orange buttercat Chasing after The crazy bee Mad about somebody...
Me and my girlfriend Don’t wear no shoes Her nose is painted pepper Sunlight... She loves me I mean it’s serious As serious can be...
She sings a song and I listen to what it says: If you want a friend Feed any animal... There was so much space I cut me a piece With some fine wine It brought peace to my mind In the summertime... And it rolled
Summer.... oh... Oh.... the summertime rolls”
Bring Limes
Bring Limes is dedicated to beaches, bonfires, vagabonds, and doing what you love.
