Spoken aloud, nothing is wrong. Written down, everything is wrong.
Their was a time when we thought we new where we were going. Their were signs everywhere, but nobody seemed to reed them. We had to choices: carry on or turn back. Naturally, we chose the third.
Spoken aloud, nothing is wrong. Written down, everything is wrong.
ReplyDeleteTheir was a time when we thought we new where we were going. Their were signs everywhere, but nobody seemed to reed them. We had to choices: carry on or turn back. Naturally, we chose the third.
It was all getting a bit to much.
“We can’t stay hear,” somebody said.
“Why knot?”
“Because their coming.”