There was a little girl called Tuskina,
Who loved to dance Pantsula.
"Thobela!" She cried,
And she danced left and right.
The villaged cheered and clapped and screamed!
This girl just couldn't stop!
She prances and prances, and bobs!
To the never-ending beat.
It seems my friend that the time has come,
For us to take our leave,
But yet, I want to see this girl,
Leap and Jeap and Yip!
Oh, if only she was in my MP3,
So I could take her everywhere,
To sing and dance,
For me
hahha
Love, Junio
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Travel around the world with Juniper -Auschwitz-Birkenau Concentration Camp, Poland, 2009-
About Me
Life on earth's not forever. But, we can all strive to make this one a better one. Some people say those who preach about love is crap, cause everyone hates at a point of their lives. But I say, speak love, talk love, love love. Because love's the only thing that keeps us going.
1 comment:
You're in the music exam mood, no? HAHAHA.
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