Five Feet Twelve
Here’s part of a song I wrote (and performed!) for My Friend Manya’s wedding rehearsal dinner almost four years ago. Pretend her last name is “Spleen, ” okay? It isn’t, but it rhymes with spleen, and the song doesn’t scan without it:
Oh, she has blue eyes and she has blonde hair
She can drive her Jetta [...]
Posted on September 24th, 2002 by Chiara
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