I’m three years old and in Vermont.
I hear the babble of a brook.
It comes from down beneath the bridge
Where we play Poohsticks, as in the book.
I’m twenty-three and in New York.
I hear a violent ocean roar.
It’s a Sharper Image Noisemaker
My girlfriend uses to drown my snores.
I hear the babble of a brook.
It comes from down beneath the bridge
Where we play Poohsticks, as in the book.
I’m twenty-three and in New York.
I hear a violent ocean roar.
It’s a Sharper Image Noisemaker
My girlfriend uses to drown my snores.