When the sun forgot to rise,
The moon would stay,
Keep wake away,
And never open eyes.
If ever there was an evening,
When the sun forgot to set,
The moon would cry,
And wonder why,
The sun sometimes forgets.
Cram me full of Truth and Ugly- so wiggerless wireless that it hurts- it's Life in spurts.
2 comments:
What a cute little capsule!
it is complete
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