Sylvia is my very special poet friend
over.she paced up and down,wild and crazy.she had
Its funny how friends can just leave you when you're down
What about you?
I'll wait until November
Nope
And wept there was but once to die.
Everyday is always a bad hair day for me
He would always arrive on time for breakfast
Run, until you’re nowhere to be found
Sylvia is my very special poet friend
over.she paced up and down,wild and crazy.she had
Its funny how friends can just leave you when you're down
What about you?
I'll wait until November
Nope
And wept there was but once to die.
Everyday is always a bad hair day for me
He would always arrive on time for breakfast
Run, until you’re nowhere to be found