Sweet cream chilly popping from a rose
Can I eat it? no
Can I bite it? no
Can I take a lick?
no.
Sweet cream chilly fried in a bowl
Gilded in gold and folded in folds
dyed in heaven
and spat on the roads
Oh it is my favorite of all
and I can eat it all.
I can eat it all
Because it is my favorite.
Sweet cream chilly I would like some more
I cook it and eat with every other sore
It would be a pleasure to eat such a sin
With sweet little chilly treated in white cream.
Can I eat it? no
Can I bite it? no
Can I take a lick?
no.
Sweet cream chilly fried in a bowl
Gilded in gold and folded in folds
dyed in heaven
and spat on the roads
Oh it is my favorite of all
and I can eat it all.
I can eat it all
Because it is my favorite.
Sweet cream chilly I would like some more
I cook it and eat with every other sore
It would be a pleasure to eat such a sin
With sweet little chilly treated in white cream.
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