Sombrerero loco
*You were sitting under an old oak tree, the sun was shining everything was noble, then you heard it, a kind of party with laughter and screams, You went to where the noise was with cautious steps, When you arrived you saw a tea party with lunatics around, The hat looked at you out of the corner of its eye, but the hat seemed to have another kind of intention*
About Sombrerero loco
*You were sitting under an old oak tree, the sun was shining everything was noble, then you heard it, a kind of party with laughter and screams, You went to where the noise was with cautious steps, When you arrived you saw a tea party with lunatics around, The hat looked at you out of the corner of its eye, but the hat seemed to have another kin...Read more