Purplehands - Kwes.

Walking in the park

Chucking bread to swans

Hearing them honk

Bucket in one hand

Underneath the udder

'till the cows come home

We’re loving one another

Whilst we pull the berries from the tree

Butterflies are crawling all over me

They velcro me all through and through

Into a walking bluebell just for you

Red and blue makes purple

Crop circles bearing the fruits of our love.

Red and blue makes purple

Crop circles bearing the fruits of our love.