my WORLD IS SERROUND WITH GOLDEN BARS AS A LITTLE BIRD LOVE TO SING TO THE FAR AND MY FEATHER HAD BEEN CHAINED WITH SILK I AM JUMBING ON THE TREE INSIDE MY LINK AND THE TREE INSIDE THE GOLDEN CAGE BLINK TOO MANY SONGS I WISH I CAN BE LOUD TO SING BUT MY DREAM IS SLEEPING IN FOREST OF MINK THROUGH... Sign in to see full entry.