Pine Core.

Its pine core.
Its pine core.
Pines in the forest never are the kind
pine all feeling fine.

But the surround is all taken underground
by a storm of mass media. Never know the true
real life of the pines and pine core.


Cinnamon sweet cookies of pine in a lodge house
sparelsy lit until they turn all the lights on in the many
layers and over hangers of it all.
Of it all.
Layers and over hangers of it all.
Cinnamon sweet cookies of pines shapes
are the sum of dreams, morning gloomy and cloudly
and boggy-boggy and soggy yet oggy.
For all who live-this house is a dream and has safety nets of
different colors, safety nets on and on.

On and on.
On and on.
Of it all.
Layers and over hangers of it all.

Cinnamon sweet cookies of pines shapes.
Pines shapes. They all make.

Pine core is a dream friendship in the dwells of adventure
that is not filled with loser dreams of twilight horny screams.

Something wholesome is Pine Core.
Something good is the whole theme and place
everyone does not get along every once and awhile but at least
they will pick it up in a similar or new style.

Pine core is what friends in the forest should be all about.
And all their neighbors to hate or talk about.
And if you do not like this then just get out!