Sing it, Dolly:
Tumble outta bed
And stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
Yawnin, stretchin, try to come to life
Jump in the shower
And the blood starts pumpin
Out on the streets
The traffic starts jumpin
And folks like me on the job from 9 to 5...
And let me tell you: it's not easy looking this good, in a tutu, pushing a stroller, when you're late for ballet class.
And now this from "The Way We Were" department.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Ballerina On Her Way To Work, Part II
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