01-19-2018, 10:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-19-2018, 11:54 AM by Quixilated.)
say what?
My daughter loves to sing the song "Havana"
but sometimes children jumble up the lyrics.
When she belted "half my heart is a banana"
I couldn't help but fall into hysterics.
It reminded me of when I too was five
and always listened closely to the teacher.
After a field trip to a church my mother tried in vain
to convince me that I hadn't seen "the creature."
My daughter loves to sing the song "Havana"
but sometimes children jumble up the lyrics.
When she belted "half my heart is a banana"
I couldn't help but fall into hysterics.
It reminded me of when I too was five
and always listened closely to the teacher.
After a field trip to a church my mother tried in vain
to convince me that I hadn't seen "the creature."
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara