Post by myndepye on Jun 29, 2006 23:50:33 GMT -5
Mynde was skipping along when she wound up in a place called Whinging Surrey. She moved along the streets looking all the pretty little houses. Some had green doors, some had red, some even yellow and then there was the blue.
She skipped thru town enjoying the day for it was mid March and soon will be May. She stoped to look to the right she stoped to look to the left. But she kept on going straight right till the end.
Peeking over hedges looking at all the flowers, stopping at some to smell the roses. Life has been good and life has been bad. For today was a good day yes indeed for she was just being free.
She skipped thru town enjoying the day for it was mid March and soon will be May. She stoped to look to the right she stoped to look to the left. But she kept on going straight right till the end.
Peeking over hedges looking at all the flowers, stopping at some to smell the roses. Life has been good and life has been bad. For today was a good day yes indeed for she was just being free.