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A Song for a Smile

Some day we’ll sit on the lawn
And the butterflies wouldn’t like my tone

I’ll tell you why the meaning of meaning is meaningless
As the wind blows out your cigarette

You’ll say the hummingbird is the only species that can fly backwards
And look at them float, oh they look awkward

Your smile is like a basket of plums,
May I have just a little taste of some?
And not be at one in the arbour of my life

Some day we’ll have coffee by the bay
It’ll be so bad we’ll leave and not pay

I’ll tell you why your beliefs are anachronistic
You’ll laugh and tell me some chewing gum is made of mastic

You’ll say, “If a lion could talk we couldn’t understand it”
What about a duck, a squid or a wombat?

Your smile is like a basket of plums,
May I have just a little taste of some?
And not be at one in the arbour of my life

Because pretty soon you’ll slip me a glance,
Bed me some pants and lay me a dance,
And this time I won’t hesitate to open up your hands

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