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by Alexa Jun 22, 2004 category : Life, society / other
I can hear the rain Pounding on the windowpane The sky is dark and gloomy My room is no longer roomy I've broken my brush Since I'm in such a rush My hair just won't stay down I'm trying not to frown People drive me crazy I just want to be lazy Too many things to do No time to think about you My car just won't start I'm no longer feeling smart I have no choice but to say "Oh what a beautiful day."