This will most likely be the song I won't be able to stop listening to this week.
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, oo-oo-ooh!
Should I go to Howard Payne? Oh. I would love to.
Should I keep rhyming words? Even if they suck, it's only really for me anyway.
Will I try my best to do my best?
I'll tell you once more, before I get off the floor, "don't bring me down!"
What is it with excuses? I always think that there could never be a good one...until I have one. I never think someone could excuse themselves from something they've done...until I've heard their side. Does that mean some excuses are valid? Or are reasons just reasons, and should they not have any effect on just punishment or just reward?
Am I asking too many questions?
:)
You guys are the worm's squirmyness, the bird's flight, the piano's tune.
1 comment:
I greatly appreciate being the worm's squirminess.
One can never ask too many questions. I sometimes wonder if one can find too many answers. But half of the joy of inquiring is in the question.
I greatly enjoy your blog.
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