Mudslides

by Lola Granny   Mar 20, 2005


Once there came Mudslides, that
had ruined many lives; And even
buried some alive; But there was
someone always standing by, that
would somehow try to stop these
Natural Mudslides, from ruining any
more valuable lives.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Lola Granny

    tribute to mudslide victims