Evil Erin:
this round was glazed with indifference
Evil Erin:
I know a place where the sun is like gold
Evil Erin:
My empty days are spent
Evil Erin:
And far away the skies are gray, Tomorrow it may be raining
Evil Erin:
wanted: rotting pumpkins
Evil Erin:
poor little pumpkin, your time has passed
Evil Erin:
potiron
Evil Erin:
fin
Evil Erin:
how pumpkins rot