• conrad_nn 5w

    Once upon a time,

    When our little mouths sang rhymes,

    And our innocence-filled minds

    Knew no crime,

    Our mothers gave us their dimes

    And taught us to be kind.

    They said life is a lime.

    Creep and crawl and climb

    I thought the future would be mine.

    I thought all was going to be fine.