Remembered by butterfly
One little butterfly,
came to me and said:
"Jump up, my silly doll,
get out of that bed!"
I answered him politely:
"I'm sorry, I cannot see,
a reason to get up yet,
there's nowhere I should be."
And then I realized,
punched myself in the face,
called you right away and said:
"Happy birthday, your grace!"
came to me and said:
"Jump up, my silly doll,
get out of that bed!"
I answered him politely:
"I'm sorry, I cannot see,
a reason to get up yet,
there's nowhere I should be."
And then I realized,
punched myself in the face,
called you right away and said:
"Happy birthday, your grace!"