Where does the good go ?

Where does the good go ?

# Posté le mercredi 11 juin 2008 13:57

Modifié le mardi 17 juin 2008 14:13

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Nothing's gonna change my world.

# Posté le vendredi 13 juin 2008 13:33

Modifié le samedi 14 juin 2008 12:24

Breakfast in America

Breakfast in America
Qu'on en finisse une fois pour toute.

# Posté le vendredi 13 juin 2008 14:07

Modifié le mardi 17 juin 2008 12:12

Tree Hugger.

Tree Hugger.
The flower said :I wish i was a tree. The tree said : I wish i could be A different kind of tree. The cat wished that it was a bee. The turtle wished that it could fly, Really high into the sky, Over rooftops and then dive Deep into the sea. And in the sea there is a fish. A fish that has a secret wish.A wish to be a big cactus With a pink flower on it. And in the sea there is a fish. A fish that has a secret wish. A wish to be a big cactus With a pink flower on it. And the flower
Would be its offering Of love to the desert. And the desert So dry and lonely That the creatures all Appreciate the effort. Et le jackalope a dit : Je voudrais être un yéti, Pour voler dans la nuit et m'en aller loin d'ici. Mais le yéti a dit : Je voudrais être un monstre marin Pour pouvoir rentrer dans la mer de tous les requins. And the rattlesnake said : I wish i had hands so I could hug you like a man. And then the cactus said : Don't you understand, My skin is covered With sharp spikes That'll stab you Like a thousand knives. A hug would be nice But hug my flower With your eyes.


# Posté le mardi 17 juin 2008 13:52