Wednesday, January 14, 2009

A la folksong

Mosquitoes are biting me, fleas are biting me. My love doesn't want me. I still want her. What am I going to do about her? For mosquitoes and fleas I am going to buy a spray. What about my love? I all ready forgot about her. What was her name? Copyright 2007 Marie Neumann Stephenville, Texas

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