What makes us happy
By Cally
What's in the future, who can tell; I'm not bothered, it can go to hell; I'm sick of worrying what's round the corner, I'll stick with fate and what ever adornes her. I think we all worry far too much; About pain and anguish and money and such; If it hasn't yet happened it might not, Lets just be happy with our lot. As you can tell, I'm quite cheary, I don't think eyes look good all bleary; I'm not a big one for a sad old frown, I'm not letting things get me down. So as I ponder Sitting here You know, I think It might be the beer.smile smile smile Written March 25th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 02:59 AM PST 0 • 12
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"What's in the future, who can tell;..."