Post by Radrook Admin on Oct 6, 2019 9:43:26 GMT -5
Rain Written by Shel Silverstein |
I opened my eyes And looked up at the rain, And it dripped in my head And flowed into my brain, And all that I hear as I lie in my bed Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.
I step very softly, I walk very slow, I can't do a handstand-- I might overflow, So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said-- I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.
Last Edit: Oct 6, 2019 9:45:05 GMT -5 by Radrook Admin
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