Quote:
Originally Posted by Stitchawl
 Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise wipe the sleep out of my eyes
The shavin' razor's cold, and it stings
Cheer up, sleepy Jean, oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
..............Ahhh Bepe! Always the perfect choice! Well done, my friend! 
Stitchawl |
Good morning to you, Stichawl. That song is the Monkees: I used to love their TV-series and was secretly in love with all off the guys (as a teenager). Seeing them back, I think..........hm?
Virtue is often the best choice, so Beppe can be considered a wise man indeed.
In my cup: Cold Arabica-coffee.