Fruit. Punch. Up. 7up.

Hit the berry in the sleep
The state in where these voices keep

Pick up nightmare button, ton of but’s and because,
The dream was a must
Take me there - holocaust

Casualty, has eaten forbidden fruit
Taken to no-main land,
Stuck on a poisonous island
Where garble go the garbage,
Better hide your baggage,
And your transport - horse and carriage
You’ve nothing to de’claire
Just notice, that rock ain’t an eclaire, no sweet,
The hard - cream filling, succulant warm choco’latta,
Sea rave wave weave Chinese whisper,
Marbles travel message in bottle through spheric, world said it was round
But you don’t see a learning curve til this time 3 ‘nest’ 3 years…
Germs-in-em, a warded ghetto of forgetta me not, ciabetta, sea, don’t let the fishes go for batter
(chips casino's a wrapper)
Would you rather a ‘black berry’ eye?..