Sometimes bad luck comes to me,when I am sleeping and wanna turn over,my head bump the wall.Coming across the street with a shabby hat,taking a ship with beer.But I never yield to the people who tease me,and I am always willing to be a small car of my children.I rather hide in a small house,and let go spring,summer,winter and autumn.
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