That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon But we’re gonna let it. Ollie showed me the fork in the road. You can take to the left or go straight to the right. She’s a honeymooner. A June crooner. A spoon feeder. And a natural leader. One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York He could see it comin’ through the door as he lifted up his fork. Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade the child’s balloon eclipses both the sun and moon to understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying.
jreckard about 6 years ago
We don’t need no sporkin’ tines.
Ed_Bickford creator about 6 years ago
its a sign of the tines — Petula Clark
SunflowerGirl100 about 6 years ago
If the tines they are a changin’ it means they’re approaching a fork in the road.
Larry Miller Premium Member about 6 years ago
Knock three tines on the ceiling . . .
John Glynn creator about 6 years ago
Dylan Dylan
Walrus Gumbo Premium Member about 6 years ago
Sporkin’ like a true original!
Mr. Blawt about 6 years ago
That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon But we’re gonna let it. Ollie showed me the fork in the road. You can take to the left or go straight to the right. She’s a honeymooner. A June crooner. A spoon feeder. And a natural leader. One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York He could see it comin’ through the door as he lifted up his fork. Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade the child’s balloon eclipses both the sun and moon to understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying.
angie creator about 6 years ago
Sporkin’ the crowd.
Kind&Kinder about 6 years ago
Don’t get too tense, utensil!