A tramper I'm, Roaming to find A shelter, which can Soothe my maladroit soul, That became clumsy, because of All the loopholes! (Caption) //Will I ever get a shelter? A tramper I'm, roaming to find a shelter, Which can soothe my maladroit soul, That became clumsy, because of all the loopholes. I'm still as a stone, so that people mourn for me, Thinking that I'm assassinated, But I'm actually forlorn,
