I lay in bed,
Things in my head,
Twrling round,
Like a spinning weel.
I get up,
Eat some bread,
and then go back to my cozy bed.
In bed I say;
"It is just about day!"
So I go and do the chores.
Things in my head,
Twrling round,
Like a spinning weel.
I get up,
Eat some bread,
and then go back to my cozy bed.
In bed I say;
"It is just about day!"
So I go and do the chores.
How do you like it? Good? Bad?
