But why should this idiot write about sheep
dreaming and counting losing sleep
I do not care what the world thinks
I am quite certain a good half of it never thinks
One more line and i would have written my longest lyric
but then my eyes look choleric
As time passes minute after
i wish i could say 'So long and there's nothing much i could alter'
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
sheep - 4
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