By: Keith Welch I’m sure you were a lovely child apple of your mother’s eye a little boy who wouldn’t hurt a fly Where did this odd idea come from to dress your fellow man in flame? Did you sit in…
By: Keith Welch I’m sure you were a lovely child apple of your mother’s eye a little boy who wouldn’t hurt a fly Where did this odd idea come from to dress your fellow man in flame? Did you sit in…