mánudagur, apríl 18, 2005
          Mánudagsljóðið
Monday morning I go outside
ready to embrace it with a open mind
only to slip and crack my head
god I wish my dance lessons were during the night instead
	
		Monday morning I go outside
ready to embrace it with a open mind
only to slip and crack my head
god I wish my dance lessons were during the night instead
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