No rosemary for me, I was no Ophelia.
Just a sneeze, a wheeze and a shiver of cold as I lie on the bathroom floor.
One thought repeated…shouldn’t have eaten his fortune cookie.

No rosemary for me, I was no Ophelia.
Just a sneeze, a wheeze and a shiver of cold as I lie on the bathroom floor.
One thought repeated…shouldn’t have eaten his fortune cookie.