Keeping busy for hours
Celebrating all night
Showing magical powers
And giving your granny a fright.
Have a good one people!
Monday, 31 December 2007
Saturday, 22 December 2007
Friday, 21 December 2007
Wednesday, 12 December 2007
Thursday, 6 December 2007
Monday, 3 December 2007
Saturday, 1 December 2007
It's MAGIC!
Ho, ho, ho
It's magic you know
Never believe, it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe, it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning
Lazy day in bed
Music in my head
Crazy music playing in the morning light
Ho, ho, ho
It's magic you know
Never believe, it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so
I love my sunny day
Dream of far away
Dreaming on my pillow in the morning
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning light
Ho, ho, ho
It's magic, you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so
Never believe it's not so
It's magic, you know
Never believe, it's not so
Tune of the Ninja
With banishers of boredom
With werewolves and thieves,
The lone Ninja strives
To find what she needs.
One line in her head
And one empty page
She slowly climbs out
Of her death-ridden cage.
How she will remember
The tune for her song
With long loving memory
To prove the world wrong.
A fighter, a lover,
A carer, a witch
That’s the lone Ninja
Who has something to teach
Listen very hard
And you’ll find that you hear
The music she makes
Is like freedom for the ears.
She does not even know
How dear her music is
For she thinks she can’t play
Even though her heart always sings.
With werewolves and thieves,
The lone Ninja strives
To find what she needs.
One line in her head
And one empty page
She slowly climbs out
Of her death-ridden cage.
How she will remember
The tune for her song
With long loving memory
To prove the world wrong.
A fighter, a lover,
A carer, a witch
That’s the lone Ninja
Who has something to teach
Listen very hard
And you’ll find that you hear
The music she makes
Is like freedom for the ears.
She does not even know
How dear her music is
For she thinks she can’t play
Even though her heart always sings.
A Little Sunshine For Your Day.
There was a young man from Gosham
Who took out his bollocks to wash 'em.
His wife said Jack,
If you don't put 'em back
I'll put 'em under a bus
And squash 'em.
Who took out his bollocks to wash 'em.
His wife said Jack,
If you don't put 'em back
I'll put 'em under a bus
And squash 'em.
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