Gobble Gobble Drown
Yes, I hold my beak up when it rains,
Condemning my Creator to helplessly hope
I don't die,
But I will.
Oh, I will.
Why would He make Me so poorly?
Condemning my Creator to helplessly hope
I don't die,
But I will.
Oh, I will.
Why would He make Me so poorly?
posted by Staysfresh | 16:42
1 Comments:
Ahh... the unbearably sad story of a turkery caught in the rain. Kinda pulled my heartsrings a little (tug tug).
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