My boots say it ain t MAY.
Am sitting on a cornflake Oh rainy, bloody MONDAY, When will this rain go away?
How can I end
my day with a HURRAY?
The gum on my boot shows urban DECAY. That tells me it ain t
MAY
My boots shall take me to
another BAY
Oh fresh, lovely WEDNESDAY,
At any given DAY.
Far, far away from this GRAY,
Even my boots will agree it is MAY.I commence my WAY – how
about TODAY ?
La petite grAnde
& DARLING nikki
