he talks about other girls but i want to be the one talked about he tells me he would hit that i just laugh i want to be whats on his mind half of the time hes on mine
I stood at the forest gate Waiting for the hare And down the road Came ‘Housey’ Hare completely unaware His legs were stiff His arms in gloves And on his head A crown He looked much smarter Than any frog around.