The Spoiled Children
By Isz
Like children in a field They play to make all yield Like children out to win They will pop all dreams with a pin For these few as old as they seem Are nothing but children, spoiled and mean By: Isz Written December 21st, 2001 © on Dec 21 2001 10:28 AM PST 0 • 1
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Like children in a field..."