At sprinkling

March 3, 2008

I’m the little gardener

With the bottle in my pocket

And I have arrived at you

To sprinkle the beautiful girl

If the girl is not at home

I guess I’ll have to sprinkle you.

2 Responses to “At sprinkling”

  1. Văraru Says:

    The spring is coming, is coming
    It’s swooping in whole country
    Little flowers on the plains
    Let’s collect them kids

    The green grass is raising, is raising
    The lark in the clouds is losing
    Let’s listening kids
    Her song from the plains

    Cuckoo cuckoo is shouting hard*
    Pikpalak in the marsh is jumping
    The lambs are romping on the plains
    Let’s go to see them kids

    *my name is Hard. Hardcore. Loud was the correct form, but that’s it. My name is Hard. Hardcore. Nice to meet you Wednesdaieanu. My name is Hard. Hardcore. Oh shit, this shit is broken and on repeat. My name is Hard. -~ please insert the current cable back because I didn’t have finished to say my name ~-

    “_” <<>> ^_^

  2. miercureanu Says:

    miercureanu loves văraru. :mrgreen:


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