I live in London,
Not far from the Queen...
Someone sang a song sung somewhere sometime ago,
The song of which i spake was sung simply sweetly...
I have my own style
its pretty simple...
We're not twenty-one,
but the sooner we are...
* I wrote this a year and four months ago ... so...
This is a story about a duck...
Coffee
What a bad addiction...
The blue flower grows up the ricer,
The children went to play...
But don't you have it?
Oh, I must have forgot it...
Come on boy
Be my toy...
It were the night before Christmas,
And all around the shack...
The problem with some
grocery store...
Roses r red
violets r blue...