Tra la, it's May, the lusty month of May. That lovely month when everyone goes blissfully astray. Tra la, it's here, that shocking time of year. When tons of wicked little thoughts merrily appear.
Tommy. This is hard to say, but as I wandered through the lea,. I felt for just a fleeting moment that I suddenly was free of being lonely.. Then I closed my eyes and saw the very reason why..