Ursula De La Mer (Exact date unknown / Unknown)
I Go Dream Fishing
Little girls sleeps,
sleeps in a piano.
With every stir a note is hit,
and every dream a piece of music.
She plays mozart in her nightmares,
her mother, her mother, her mother, her mother.
Ursula De La Mer
Submitted: Sunday, May 10, 2009
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