JayMay ♥ Big, yellow duckie <3 Now that was what was called singin'! "Good job, good job, keep goin' on, lassie!" Viad called over all the tuneful music. "Now that's what they call real campfire music!" For once, the man was pleased, an' the way his moustache bristled made it clear. Bitin' into his smore, he joined in at once. "May all of your dreams bloom like daisies in the sun
May you always have stars in your eyes
May you not stop running not until your race is run
And may you always have blue skies."
__________________ Jessica's time on SS is now limited thanks to that big and BAD thing called real life |