- When I grow up
- Just one thing
- Flirt
- Sign
- Slippery
- So far away
- The end
- Spice
- Wrong
- Fear
Ode to the banana~
I fear you oh device of my demise. When I grow up I will never even flirt with your presence. So far away I will stay to the end of my days. Your slippery nature demands a sign of caution, and for it’s absence you are rotten. Wrong are you oh eatable. If I ever even think of you, I will do just one thing, I will choose a spice in your place.
-DRJUMP
I fear you oh device of my demise. When I grow up I will never even flirt with your presence. So far away I will stay to the end of my days. Your slippery nature demands a sign of caution, and for it’s absence you are rotten. Wrong are you oh eatable. If I ever even think of you, I will do just one thing, I will choose a spice in your place.
-DRJUMP
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