In the Name of the Sacred Tree
Her index finger pointed at me and counted.
Zoey seemed really enjoying her performance.
Zoey, "One, two, three, one, two, three, drink. One, two, three, one, two, three, drink. One, two, three, one, two, three, drink. Throw 'em back, till I lost count..."
This next chorus will kill the rookie singer, but not Zoey.
Zoey, "Iii...'m gonna swiii...ng from the chandeliii...er, from the chandeliii...er ..."
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