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Author: Anonymouse
Started: 01/05/07
Last Edited: 10/05/07
Published: 01/05/07
Revision: 2
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You drive me up the wallOutline: Grrrr! You drive me up the wall
Till I am hanging from the picture rail By my teeth! Some days you bring me roses. My room is full of flowers – but they fade, They can die. And you may disappear Into a future that I cannot see Behind a wall. I cannot hang about Waiting for you to get me down 'coz I may Lose my teeth. |
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