teasle
Well-Known Member
In the bleak mid winter the liveries did moan
The school is hard as iron, tap water is not flowing
Snow is falling snow on snow snow on snow
To grit the path with salt we must go
My horse, I cannot hold him, or his energy contain
My hands have frozen solid and I have dropped the reins
oh Im sleepy and tipsy, spmeone else finish it.............
The school is hard as iron, tap water is not flowing
Snow is falling snow on snow snow on snow
To grit the path with salt we must go
My horse, I cannot hold him, or his energy contain
My hands have frozen solid and I have dropped the reins
oh Im sleepy and tipsy, spmeone else finish it.............
