January 3, 2008
To Each His Own
It is the third day of the year
I’m on a train eating clementines
The woman behind me is enjoying a bucket of chicken
Which smells delicious
but she would never share
and besides, the clementines are sweeter.
It is the third day of the year
I’m on a train eating clementines
The woman behind me is enjoying a bucket of chicken
Which smells delicious
but she would never share
and besides, the clementines are sweeter.
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03/06/10 06:01 AM
LaWendula said...
And far away in Germany my daughter has turned 6! :)
Your blog is really a treasure!