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When my partner (my dad) in agility picks me half up and shakes my head a little at the starting line of the event and tells me fervently to get into top gear before I leap over the first obstacle and to maintain speed to the finish, I will do it.
I do love kites, I do love kites, I do love kites, I do love kites. I do lo........ Hells bells, it's not the kites, it's the little hobbits who have the power to direct the kites with thin bits of strings, that I don't like.
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