Hogerswolf - Books and the Bicycles

The books and the bicycles adorned in luck
Enter the dreaming spires, graduate political conspirers
Oxon frolic on the Iffley road pilgrims march on the Roll-wright stones
A druids spell on a winter's day the boy child Drew conceived
In the whisper of the Frogmore trees Daisy's dance on Luna beams
A white duck and a holy tree marriage to a Venus figurine
A wizened one tooth cat left on a cold night and never came back
Shrunken heads in an old museum ancient earth works and a poem tree
Christmas common we saw kites flying high it was all conjured in a Gallic bar

Ah yes she's a Venus figurine blue bells filled with a poets tears
A black dog sat at her side wag of his tail his love confides
Ah yes she's a Venus figurine blue bells filled with a poets tears
A black dog sat at her side wag of his tail his love confides

This is the song of the Venus figurine
Blues bells filled with a poets tears

Left our cottage at the end of the Row not knowing how far we can go
But our monument still continues to grow and the rhyme of life beautifully flows
Daisy dances on Luna beams the by called Drew is still running his dreams
And those books and bicycles are still adorned in luck

Ah yes she's a Venus figurine blue bells filled with a poets tears
A black dog sat at her side wag of his tail his love confides
Ah yes she's a Venus figurine blue bells filled with a poets tears
A black dog sat at her side wag of his tail his love confides
Ah yes she's a Venus figurine blue bells filled with a poets tears
A black dog sat at her side wag of his tail his love confides

This is the song of the Venus figurine
Blues bells filled with a poets tears
And those books and bicycles are still adorned in luck

Written by:
Andy Hogger

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