Because You Aren't Afraid To Kiss The

The Sweet Small Clumsy Feet Of April Came Into The Ragged Meadow Of My Soul.

So, When Kiss Spring Comes We'll Kiss Each Kiss Other On Kiss The Kiss Lips Because Tic Clocks Tock Don't Make A Toctic Difference To Kisskiss You And To Kiss Me.

Nobody Loses All The Time.

Meanwhile Myself Et Cetera Lay Quietly In The Deep Mud Et Cetera (dreaming, Et Cetera, Of Your Smile Eyes Knees And Of Your Etcetera.)

Kisses Are A Better Fate Than Wisdom.