IT PROBABLY TASTED LIKE FROG. SUGARY FROG.

Pursuant something somebody said on Friday, which planted a blip in my subconscious, when I awoke this morning I had MacArthur Park playing in my head.

Donna Summer was one heck of a singer.


ALL THE SWEET GREEN ICING

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GWFHVBnR7G0.]


Lyrics

Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no

I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers
By the trees

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have the recipe again
Oh, no

There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one

I will take my life into my hands
And I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
And I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
Oh, after all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why

MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no
Oh, no

No, no
Oh, no

[SOURCE: Google Play, MacArthur Park, Richard Harris.]


No, it isn't because it is a crazily romantic song and today is Valentine's Day. It's because of the icing. I cannot stand to see cake go to waste, even if it is a kind of rancid Saint Patrick's Day horror, or something.

All that sweet green icing, man, all that sweet green icing!

I just don't think that I can take it!

No, no, oh no.



No.



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