The No Knob Door, by Bethany Subscribe to rss feed for Bethany


I’m a door
Who’s getting sore

I can’t do my job
Cause I’m without a knob

I might be able to close tight
Open again may take all night

It’s a small job

PLEASE, REPLACE MY KNOB
Posted: 2007-03-20 07:12:29 UTC

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