In our Island Paradise,
That Volcano sure looked Nice.
There We were, way Up high
You fell in, and so did I
You screamed Once, but I screamed twice,
That lava was Hotter that any spice
In Our Island Paradise.
YOU ARE READING
scattered whatever's
PoetryJust an odd collection of the varying things that cross my mind. Lots of them were just stuck in my brian, so I felt the urge to type 'em out. enjoy :-)
