Why
Why do we live?
Why isn't life easy?
Why are the choises in life so hard te make?
Why de we have to be lucky to live?
Why...Why...Why...
Why are roses meant to be red?
Why is a tree mostly green?
Why make mother earth everything?
Why does exist snow?
Why...Why...Why...
Why does cat's have nine lifes, when we have just one?
Why say dogs woef and cats miauw?
Why does birts sing?
Why de we eat animals?
Why...Why...Why...
Why do we even ask why?
Why isn't life easy?
Why are the choises in life so hard te make?
Why de we have to be lucky to live?
Why...Why...Why...
Why are roses meant to be red?
Why is a tree mostly green?
Why make mother earth everything?
Why does exist snow?
Why...Why...Why...
Why does cat's have nine lifes, when we have just one?
Why say dogs woef and cats miauw?
Why does birts sing?
Why de we eat animals?
Why...Why...Why...
Why do we even ask why?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Just Hein: | Vrijdag, maart 04, 2005 14:15 |
| Who asks the Whats will just know lots. Who asks the Whys is really wise. Hein. |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 04 maart 2005 | ||
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