TA (April 3,1998 / America)

One Fine Day......

One fine day I was reading,
One fine day I was walking.
One fine day I was singing,
but I was never was talking.

One fine day I was ill.
One fine day I accidentally swollowed a pill.
One fine day I liked rosemarys
And on the last fine day, yes I think I ate all of mom's cherries.

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