孤独な天使
失くしたものすべて 愛したものすべて この手に抱きしめて 現在は何処を彷徨い行くの
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Once there was a screw
Once there was a screw, who was as shrewd as can be.
It left me one morning like a shrew, and left me in a spew.
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