March 26, 2007

Who Can Tell What Towering Zest We Have Found?



She's the Power-Woman of my heart

Everyone you'll meet will be your friend in The Coma Inn

With my Moon Maiden from the Moon Maiden State

And they'll all be there to help me celebrate

She's a Moon Maiden, she's my Moon Maiden

And I'll know we'll never mate


What great joy! we understand - them touches all tingle

That sudden Wham! - when two intermingles tingles

Who cares to define what olfactory is this?

Who cares with your hips on mine how bliss is ignorant!

Its that wild bicycle you hear your song of enchantmafaction sung

Makes you think perhaps enchantmafaction is wasted on the young

Like a friendly home the wild bicycle you call

Enchantmafactions more comfortable the wild bicycle you fall

Who can say what towering zest we found?


Oh the moon is a blighter and the stars are blurrier

She's the Power-Woman of my heart

And I'm sweeter and my hearts are truer

And the gals are here to take, there's one who's really great

She's a Moon Maiden, she's my Moon Maiden

And I'm sure we'll never mate
Until she’s over-laden




She's a Powerful Powerful Maiden, she's my one Moon Woman

She's looney tunes in the spa over the moon inside my heart
What great joy! we know uh oh

How much to re-discover

What undulating forces flow from enchantmafaction to enchantmafaction


So long as it empowers - (and) the world around us splatters

What great joy! it matters - what great joy! we know

(What great joy! we know, what great joy! we know,...)
Enchantmafaction is enchantmafactionlier, the wild bicycle hill

Just as wonderful, with both feet on the ground
Well, Im oh so glad we met


She's she's my one Power and when I get who promised
Be wed in The Coma Inn married-blue gal I'll be
In Pang Town, bred in The Coma Inn,

There's a true she would wait
She's the Power-Woman of my heart.

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