vineri, 23 martie 2007

Continuare reconciliere...

Pentru ca daca editam mai avea farmec :)) Imi suna in cap mi se pare ca au o oarecare legatura cu ideile mele azi...adica...permanente :))

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic...don't you think?!?

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've figures

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