My binary rocks
And all the hues are leaving
On the 24th.
Half of the old tree
Is squished down on some boulders.
Treetops from ground, reach!
Woolen cotten twines,
The tributes and the rhymes, they
Sound like woven tunes
Stuff About Things
My binary rocks
And all the hues are leaving
On the 24th.
Half of the old tree
Is squished down on some boulders.
Treetops from ground, reach!
Woolen cotten twines,
The tributes and the rhymes, they
Sound like woven tunes
Fifty State Banana 