Monday 1 March 2010

Sunny Money

Although the snow looks pretty
It hurts me like the plague
My days are full of sadness
The nights are always vague
But when the sunshine hits me
Like aliens in a landing ship
My face takes on a romance
A dreamy dancing trip
Everything is glowing
Everything is light
My finances are going
But in the summer that's quite alright



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