POETRY IN MOTION
It's An Ill Wind .........
It's an Ill Wind............
His body's in the cemetery,
His soul has gone above,
He's left a mass of memories,
He's left a load of love.
He's left a lot of loneliness,
Made many teardrops spill,
And I can't wait to find out
What he's left me in his will.
/TCD
His body's in the cemetery,
His soul has gone above,
He's left a mass of memories,
He's left a load of love.
He's left a lot of loneliness,
Made many teardrops spill,
And I can't wait to find out
What he's left me in his will.
/TCD
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It`s An Ill Wind .........
It`s An Ill Wind .........
