Tryin' On ClothesI tried on the farmer's hat,Didn't fit... A little too small -- just a bit Too floppy. Couldn't get used to it, Took it off. A little too loose. Not the kind you could use for walkin'. Didn't feel right in 'em, Kicked 'em off. I tried on the summer sun, Felt good. Nice and warm -- knew it would. Tried the grass beneath bare feet, Felt neat. Finally, finally felt well dressed, Nature's clothes fit me best. |
Câtă matematică este în jurul nostru și cât de importantă este - merită să descoperim
joi, 19 decembrie 2013
Shel Silverstein Poems
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