All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.
When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Lalaalaalalaladoodiedieedoodoodoo
Whole song here.
And while we are in the park anyway, BM, I can't shoot and all but I have more flowers than you in my backyard. Okay?
2 comments:
gorgeous. so the sun does come out occasionally, does it? almost makes me want to move to london :)
Preeti: You won't believe this, but I am seeing more sun in London that I used to see in Chicago.
Yes, I know. BM told me already. I should be a motivational speaker as I am capable of making London weather seem nice to a Californian!
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