Somewhere over the rainbow..
blue birds fly..
And there...
Little Red Headed boys..
Don't grow up to be soldiers..
Just to watch their mother's cry..
Somewhere, over the rainbow..
War is no more..
And the lil baby boy..
With freckles on face..
Won't go away on a tour..
He'll stay home and ask for seconds..
Monday, March 15, 2010
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