Four banana, three banana
Two banana, one
All bananas playing in the bright gold sun
Flipping like a pancake, poppin' like a cork
Fleagle, Bingo, Drooper and Snork
tra lala lalala la
Where I come from, you just don't cut it unless you can recite the opening from Monkey.
In the world before Monkey, primal chaos reigned.
Heaven sought order, but the phoenix can fly only when it's feathers are grown ...
Irrepressible. its no wonder we are a buddhist nation. :)
DJ
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