Dreary Days
Dreary days are not so good , you would avoid them if you could. Dreary days are so lonely , you want to eat bologna. Dreary days are like climbing up a tree , it's not good for you but it's good for me. I sit at the bottom here all alone , waiting for you to pick up the phone. Dreary days are like these , why don't try throwing leaves. That is something for the eyes to behold , because when you throw leaves , you'll find a pot of gold.
Copyright © Roberto Santana | Year Posted 2015
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