The Indigo Bunting sings, “Fire-fire. Where-where? Here-here. See-it, see-it. “
My mother said when I was a young chap, I’d look at all the new books in the library, hoping to find one with a bird on the cover.
This led to my escape.
The Indigo Bunting sings, “Fire-fire. Where-where? Here-here. See-it, see-it. “
My mother said when I was a young chap, I’d look at all the new books in the library, hoping to find one with a bird on the cover.
This led to my escape.