Don’t look for INDIGO on that PRISM it’s M.I.A.

U.S. and Them…

Amy, Amy, Amy… I’m your magiK 🪄

Must be the season of the Witch 🧹…

And Nathalie Piolé, as you were Love… “Let Mí tell You [dha’rLing] how it will be,” ‘cus Eye is the TAXMAN… Ji, ji, jí, —he 💋

Don’t forget your deductions, which knowing you freaks, Eye knows that y’all are going to make, eh?

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Harlem! Man, Bubba there OWES Mí FIVE Bucks from back in the They in Arkansas.

Meet me at The Doors, and leave the broom with them “Broken Glass” groovy-funk Valet Parking Ensamble.

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