A shitty (NOT SHITTY) poem on the streets of amsterdam
Look what i found while strolling around
i see so much sun
but where i sit
there is none
like a big dome of shade
that will never fade
has captured me onto its throne
Look what i found while strolling around
i see so much sun
but where i sit
there is none
like a big dome of shade
that will never fade
has captured me onto its throne