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Stubbornly she sat the girl with the folding skin, all grounded and unnatural with an unusual hew in her special grin.

I thought of her last Thursday, wondering if she washed in the folds and was it hard to iron her clothes.

Green and blue shines the cat drums his flies and I, all over the wine sit uncaring looking at the timber declining where I’d love to lie.

All you need folding girl is confidence to be and like the pigeons you’ll believe.

Then the pigeon begins to grind its feet against the shop window as it needs to watch a video.

So I told him you’ll love that and he said I love you instead of its your fault and the I do I do I dos are all yours folding girl.

Stubbornly she sat the girl with the folding skin, all grounded and unnatural with an unusual hew in her special grin.

I thought of her last Thursday, wondering if she washed in the folds and was it hard to iron her clothes.

Green and blue shines the cat drums his flies and I, all over the wine sit uncaring looking at the timber declining where I’d love to lie.

All you need folding girl is confidence to be and like the pigeons you’ll believe.

Then the pigeon begins to grind its feet against the shop window as it needs to watch a video.

So I told him you’ll love that and he said I love you instead of its your fault and the I do I do I dos are all yours folding girl.