a yellow coffee cup,
a soul of paper-clippings and photographs,
dreams on etch-sketches,
the unusual forest green color painted on my nails,
the melodies making my head bob,
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I'm classic literature,
And you're Starry Night,
But, speaking of the night, it wore a suit and tie because of the occasion even though I still don't know what the occasion was...
Yes, tonight was a yellow coffee cup
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