Ema and the Ghosts
ice cream
who left this door openbulb shining and everything moltenall the flavors spill out your 'frigerator junky from the first tasteand the icicles slip down my facehow could you knowthat i am an eskimogive me all your ice cream conesvoice mails on my telephonegive me all your ice cream conesletters, vandalism tonesgive me all your ice cream conesvoice mails on my telephonegive me all your ice cream conesletters, vandalism tonesgive me all your ice cream conesgive me all your ice creamcones
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