through the eyes of a boy
there once was an old lady that lived in a shoe i wonder why she lived in a shoe but she smelled like rum and fresh Tofu.
as a matter of fact she looked like some of the people in this very room. there once was an old man that slept with a broken broom i wonder...
as a matter of fact she looked like some of the people in this very room. there once was an old man that slept with a broken broom i wonder...