The tiny goat wanted a birthday party and sent out invitations to its friends but when the day came none of them remembered so it gouged out its eyes with fountain pens The world is cruel and the moon remote Suicide was not an option for the tiny goat
The tiny goat was very, very ugly and like all ugly things, it fell in love When twenty years of waiting turned to nothing it swallowed lye and laid down on the stove When the world bites, there's no antidote Who would want to spend forever with a tiny goat?
The world's a leech crawling down one's throat one would rather be a tick than be a tiny goatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
