In a state of 5th Dimension, where size has no meaning.
Gunnar Street Dog
Originally Posted by NotReady4Purple
Dumb Lyrics? Surely, some of you remember (all 7+ minutes) of MacArthur Park.
Spring was never waiting for us, girl, it ran one step ahead as we followed in the dance,
Between the parted pages that were pressed,
A love hot fevered like a striped pair of pants,
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark, all the sweet, green icing flowing down.
Someone left the cake out in the rain,
I don't think I could take it, `cause it took so long to bake it,
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh no!
Thank you. Thank you very much. I had succeeded in forgetting that song.
"The People will believe what the Media tells them they believe". George Orwell.