the shortest month goes quickly.
a fast duck ... flying briskly.
yet February takes half of forever to get here.
happy birthday me-o ... that's a day,
then i'm looking back on it.
for a long, long while-o.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
the shortest month goes quickly.
a fast duck ... flying briskly.
yet February takes half of forever to get here.
happy birthday me-o ... that's a day,
then i'm looking back on it.
for a long, long while-o.
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