I spend my days
In silly ways.
It helps to form a ditty.
The threat of growing up is real.
Maturity’s a pity.
So each and every moment
Must be chuckled cheered and laughed.
While short of tooth
A vibrant youth
Must mine his inner daft.
I spend my days
In silly ways.
It helps to form a ditty.
The threat of growing up is real.
Maturity’s a pity.
So each and every moment
Must be chuckled cheered and laughed.
While short of tooth
A vibrant youth
Must mine his inner daft.
