Daddies lucky star
Stand on down below.
Big dog likes to bark.
Get the scissors to cut the shore.
My voice against the dark.
Hanging out the window.
Inside there is no air.
Is little star couldn’t glow would you stop caring.
Salute to the sky.
Letter shine bright.
Doesn’t matter when she cries.
Doesn’t matter if she cries.
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