The end is the beginning. Be prepared.
Fly butterfly, fly. In the past you slugged Across the wood to catch some leaves. You painted yourself colours that would shrug Off the creatures
Once, David the monkey was breakdancing in the woods. Then he saw a building; he asked himself: “What type of building is that?” when he
Once, there was a monkey called David who was taking a stroll in the forest. Then, he saw a gigantic dinosaur called Peter, but Peter
“Or” is quite a peculiar word: It includes everything, yet excludes some of them. It rows the boat forward And helps it stall sometimes. It
Misunderstood Like “Et tu Brute” Like hating brothers, Pain and love locked Like “Et tu Brute” Like hating brothers