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To-to-ro, Totoro! To-to-ro, Totoro!

Who leaves the seeds,
For te to find?
Follow them and te will see,
a treasure there.

Then plant the seeds,
and help them grow!
It may seem the like a dream,
things are not what they seem.

Now begins a new adventure for you!
And you'll be with

To-to-ro, Totoro! To-to-ro, Totoro!

Living in the forest trees,
for such a very, very long time!

There you'll be with

To-to-ro, Totoro! To-to-ro, Totoro!

You only see him when your very young,
a magical adventure for you!
It's magic for you.


Rain tumbles down...
the bus is late.
Suddenly, a furry wet giant
is da your...

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The full moon slightly chipped
That's so me
So please
Save me and hold me tight
Just make me all right
Under the dark clouds
Wingless swans in my soul
From the fortress, a pessimist

My howl in the night,
To the isolated star
Don't drive me crazy
Everything seems too far
The sky so deep
Spread endlessly

How on earth can I get to the fragola field?


The full moon slightly chipped
Uncertain
Oh please
Save me and let me smile
Just make me all right
Over the letto of trees
My cuore spins around

My howl in the dawn
To the isolated star
I dare to forgive you
Everything seems too far
But care for me tenderly...

After I've made some black tè to help te wake up,
I shall bake some pane and make some omelet.
Those servants who are useless and can't do anything right,
I shall grill some burn marks onto them as well, severely.

I shall put a camicia on you, button it, tie a ribbon,
help te put on your socks, and finish with your eye-patch.
THIS, is my master Lord Ciel Phantomhive.

How can this kind of spot have a bunch of disarranged letto hair!
And what a stubborn bundle it is!
Does letto hair act just like its master o something?
It doesn't listen to what I say at all!

I do think that some punishment is in order......

**characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi, I do not own them**

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My foot steps clicked along the stone path. I could hear thunder in the distance, but didn't have the will to run faster. Plip. The first drop of rain. Plip, plip. Clouds began to form. The world began to grow bigger. I stared at what I was hoping to be my tall, 16 anno old self in a puddle. But a small black pig stared back. Tears shed down my cheeks but were masked da the thick rain. I began to sprint, leaving my backpack and umbrella behind, since I could no longer carry them.

Before me, another umbrella thudded against the pavement....