Sunday is the day..
when we talk..
of the day that was..
and of the days that were..
the have beens along with the one
that is still here..
of the times which were amiss
and which were forgotten as the ones let bygones
Sunday is the day,
when it's asked "Ssup" along with a "hey"!
when on asked I talk about
my fat woes and new shoes!
when you travel while listening to me babble
about the crazy nitty-gritty about
my life in a boring city.
Sunday is the day.
we always say "hey"! and the next person adds on the "you",
which then says "hey you"!
p.s. because, there has to be a line, which says that I cant rhyme!
when we talk..
of the day that was..
and of the days that were..
the have beens along with the one
that is still here..
of the times which were amiss
and which were forgotten as the ones let bygones
Sunday is the day,
when it's asked "Ssup" along with a "hey"!
when on asked I talk about
my fat woes and new shoes!
when you travel while listening to me babble
about the crazy nitty-gritty about
my life in a boring city.
Sunday is the day.
we always say "hey"! and the next person adds on the "you",
which then says "hey you"!
p.s. because, there has to be a line, which says that I cant rhyme!