die little bird die !!!
I woke early one morning
The Earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun
It seemed his very trilling
Brought up the morning sun
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fucking head!
I'm not a morning person.
The Earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun
It seemed his very trilling
Brought up the morning sun
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fucking head!
I'm not a morning person.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Misty and Me: | Woensdag, maart 17, 2004 21:36 |
| lol | |
| The unreachable: | Woensdag, maart 10, 2004 14:41 |
| Haha, fantastisch man! Just great! hehe...very funny :-D | |
| Mierke: | Dinsdag, maart 09, 2004 21:48 |
| hihihihi :D Hij's leuk! | |
| *RiAnNeTjE*: | Dinsdag, maart 09, 2004 13:17 |
| najaaa zeg:-P vast een vogeltjes liefhebber! |
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| De Verloren Messias: | Maandag, maart 08, 2004 19:03 |
| jekjekjek, weer ni zo lief hé | |
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| Auteur: Doom | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 maart 2004 | ||
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