Radley So. - How High

How High...

How high are you in the sky,
Are planes flying over by?
Can you see the rhthymn flow?
Are you too deep in the snow?
You consumed that silly pill,
Woe, you are dreafully ill.

How high are you? Do not lie,
Sirens wailing, hear them cry?
You know that car you just hit,
That small, yellow, Honda Fit,
What happened you asked to me,
You were talking to a tree.

Radley So.

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