Moon Bridge along the

Moon Bridge along, hand in hand to carry. 
Viivi and Wagner were, you were a bank, 
I silk slippers. 

Suffer rubbed together, 
pigtails tied silk ribbons. 

The moon shone upon the water, 
which took the front, 
it has not told me, 
it was censored. 

Life is just that; 
the diversity needed. 
A pig and a woman, 
a couple of strange sort of. 

Often happiness does not last, 
it can not be washed clean. 
Of dirt sticks, 
age we gain. 
Viivi and Wagner in the form of a pair of strange, 
pig and a woman.


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