>Last trip to the Paradise

Friday, November 11, 2009 . No comments yet . Posted in General

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Hey little bulb, wink, wink
Tiny creep, glow for us
To show the way and lead us
Through the grass, dry grass
Oh little gnome, wink, wink
Tiny creep, blink for us
To show the path and whisper
Through the eighteenth century
Oh, sigh, my little bulb
You died so soon…
Gnome, your spirits are dead
Ray and hope remains still…
It remains still

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