Peony House
Logic pools your eyes
I catched you with my video
I can make you be my film star
and you won’t even know
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Come along sweet apple breath
smack me with your wine kisses
I never will be satisfied
until my heart beat misses
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Walking in the meadow
with your hand holding mine
I’ve got a room at the village inn
thatched roof and blue skyline
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Clover ring for your hair
a chain of daisies for mine
we’ll picnic on a pilchard sarnie
washed down with a bottle of wine
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Logic pools your eyes
by the doubtful bryony
the news you told me yesterday
got tinged with irony
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Come visit me at Peony
walk the path to my door
peony will punish if you move her
by flowering never more.
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logic pools your eyes
logic pools your eyes
