As told to a child
When we locked up the house at night,
We always locked the flowers outside
And cut them off from window light.
The time I dreamed the door was tried
And brushed with buttons upon sleeves,
The flowers were out there with the thieves.
Yet nobody molested them!
We did find one nasturtium
Upon the steps with bitten stem.
I may have been to blame for that:
I always thought it must have been
Some Hower I played with as I sat
At dusk to watch the moon down early.
Oh, come on, we all know third is the special place. Just had to let 1st and 2nd place scout out the end, or the beginning idk.
yea!!!! 1st comment!!! i feel so special!!!
First is the worst, second is the best 😛 I am only 19 years late to the party.
Oh, come on, we all know third is the special place. Just had to let 1st and 2nd place scout out the end, or the beginning idk.