tapira ashburton

Rookie (April 3,1998 / America)

Holiday


Everyday I long to play
A dream about a holiday
keeps bugging me
I don't even have time to watch T.V

Music would add the fun
On a Sunday morning
Everything seemed boring
If only it were Spring.

All I can do now is
sing silly songs
play dance along
and sit down and do nothing.

If only there was a holiday
where I can sit and play
then that would be fun.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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