My sides are firmly laced about,
Yet nothing is within.
You’ll think my head is strange indeed,
Being nothing else but skin.
A drum
THE POLICEMAN TAKES BOBBY AND BETTY HOME
Bobby and Betty were a long way from home. But the policeman knew the way.
My sides are firmly laced about,
Yet nothing is within.
You’ll think my head is strange indeed,
Being nothing else but skin.
A drum
Bobby and Betty were a long way from home. But the policeman knew the way.