Nothing To Do
It is raining and I am inside
In a little room is where I can hide
Sitting in a corner, had nothing to say
I had nothing to do, had nothing to play
As i was hearing the rain go drip drop up on the roof
I just sat there and tugged a loose tooth
There was a shoe and a sock down on the floor
Then I looked up and there was a door
I looked back down at the one shoe
I suddenly relize I had nothing to do
Copyright © Chris Yarnell | Year Posted 2009
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