It's not really winter anymore.Trucks bring oranges at my whim.Airplanes take me south, then north again.It's not really winter anymore.I've never even owned a horse,But have a decorative fireplace, of course.
It's not really winter anymore.Trucks bring oranges at my whim.Airplanes take me south, then north again.It's not really winter anymore.I've never even owned a horse,But have a decorative fireplace, of course.