segunda-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2010

as my dear friend shani suggested...

a nice little ending for the story that was bending, it was going so wrong, so miss shani put a spinning and wrote a song!

the wall was alone
but for sure not for long
along with some time
came a tribe called the wong
the wong live in caves , holes and in walls
but when a wong is not careful he falls
off the walls
he stumbles and mumbles
and climbs up again .
a wall is a dangerous place for a wong
theres an awfull lot that can simply go wrong... :)

thank you*

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