Geplaatst en ik heb geen engelse verbetering
dus er kunnen engelse fouten in zitten
denk dat het een beetje 'pennygedicht' is maarja
Citaat:A little, little horse
Was tide up to a tree
He didn’t have enough force
He coudn’t brake free.
Days and days went before his sad eyes
He couldn’t understand
Why he believed all those lies
Weaker and weaker when the hour flies bye
He wanted time to go faster,
He wanted to die
But on a frosty day
when he had closed his eyes
a little girl lead him away
that little girl was so nice
he became stronger and stronger
he then again opend his eyes
and they were sad, no longer!
