Leaves danced around my feet
to the music of winter winds...
Yield the stage for `a capella;
my friends all warm my dressing room...
Entering the room I am tall, dark and handsome,
Ego at my side more like a shadow...
Filthy Rags
By Mark Spencer...
Precious little babies are god's tiny Angels.
Remember always how precious those Angels are...
Some days I wake up as weak as pond water,
to tired to scratch the chigger bug bites on my...
The Root Of All Evil
By Mark Spencer...
Don't worry, keep smiling,
It'll all be better one day...
Yes,Always me.
Me; the oportunist...
When u think Ur life is complete
and everything you've wanted is in Ur hands...
Each village now all looks the same,
difference how many dead...
Alone I sat on the hard wood pew,
back row and out of notice...