The summer the bridge was out,we took the long way home,bypassing the trepidacityof our day-to-day routine.
Everything was hunky-dorytill they built the roundabout.Now, speaking for myself, anyway,I think I’m getting the runaround.
The summer the bridge was out,we took the long way home,bypassing the trepidacityof our day-to-day routine.
Everything was hunky-dorytill they built the roundabout.Now, speaking for myself, anyway,I think I’m getting the runaround.