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A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
-- Genesis, "The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway"
I don't know what it's about. I'm just the drummer. Ask Peter.
-- Phil Collins in 1975, when asked about the message behind
the previous year's Genesis release, "The Lamb Lies Down
on Broadway".
Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo!
By water, wood and hill, by reed and willow,
By fire, sun a
🐠 -- 💛 -- 🍖 -- 🎄 -- 🍧 -- 🍆 -- 👹 -- 🐊 -- 🐝 -- 🌋 -- 📘 -- ⛳ -- 🎁 -- 🎫 -- 🌳
Signed by @R18Tuner from Twitter
Je lui fais des Rifous
Des gentils, des tout doux
Des géants, des tout fous
Un Rifou sur la joue
Un Rifou dans le cou
Car mon p'tit Rifounours
Il adore les Rifous
Des Rifous partout OUH OUH OUH OUH
Sur le nez dans le cou OUH OUH OUH OUH
Des Rifous, des Rifous
Des milliers de Rifous
et encore des Rifous OUH OUH OUH OUH
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PS : Tu peux m'envoyer des cochonerie ?
PS : C'est toi sur ton avatar ? T'es mignon ;3