Mickey the mumbling midget Was ten years old today Mickey the mumbling midget Somehow ran away Mickey the mumbling midget Was not in his cage Mickey the mumbling midget Soon would need a shave Lassie looked at something shapeless lying on the lawn Scratchy at some scabby sores and stretching as it Yawned It seemed to be uneasy as it looked up at the moon She sensed the tension in the air and smelled a sweet Baboon. Pungent was the warm aroma drifting in the air She hoped he would smell her heat and lick her Silken hair. Run Mickey run Run LassieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
