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1994/2012

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Cream colored apples growin on the vine,
Said the lizard to the magpie that did dine,
On the cream colored tree, that was next to me.
I could see the sun comin up on out of the ground.
And I was lookin at the sun which was skyward bound.

Picked fences held the damns in.
Picked fences locked us out.
Picked fences kept them away.
Picked fences made us shout.
Picked fences never stopped us.
Picked fences held us back.
Picked fences would make peace,
But then they would attack.

I see a squirrel on a sycamore tree, and I think that he is awaitin for me.

Walkin‘ down a mirror road, I came upon a flea.
He told me of his troubles, and how he killed a tree.
Next to me, I could see the moon comin’ up on out of the ground.
And I was looking at the moon, which was skyward bound.

Picked fences held the damns in.
Picked fences locked us out.
Picked fences kept them away.
Picked fences made us shout.
Picked fences never stopped us.
Picked fences held us back.
Picked fences would make peace,
But then they would attack.

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from Fish Drive Edsels, released April 22, 2012
Petunia-Liebling MacPumpkin

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