If I Were a Picture
If I were a picture my memories would come back to me as I remembered the day it was taken. […]
If I were a picture my memories would come back to me as I remembered the day it was taken. […]
I guess if you think about it, Pinocchio had a troubled childhood. I mean, wouldn’t you feel a little confused
My face is like a pencil long and hard My feet are like rotten onions My hands are full of
This is what I’m thankful for: Piggies, doggies, ceilings, floors, Doctors, teachers, sisters, brothers, Aunts and uncles, fathers, mothers Girls