Tha magic of place. My ocupaŻion iz mÓnk. On tha dÅly my sØls needs R met........ then i must leave the magix plÅce n hav2 traverzz back thrÖ karmÁ nd then do all agÅn tomorrÖ | |
Orange blossom szent.....im flØtñ in ur essance, perfumed air, after a light dusting of snow | |
Juniper Hill Fairy makNher prežance known | |
I had half pint, hick..p ....O Jameson | |
hick | |
But the days too long.....Hick | |
half pint long gone.....Hick...p | |
Its ok though | |
now its Spring time and I know tha mornin B smilln on mi.....Hick.p |