Around and around and around again
I spin while I'm poked until I scream.
A noise that you find happiness from,
so much that you dance to it.
Passed from generation to
generation,
around and around and around I go.
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 6:53 PM UTC
Around and around and around again
I spin while I'm poked until I scream.
A noise that you find happiness from,
so much that you dance to it.
Passed from generation to
generation,
around and around and around I go.
