Rash of ruffles
Metallic gold trimmings...
Our eyes are the keys to the soul,
Our soul is the true sight of man...
Britain.
The land of hope and glory...
Sometimes I cry, cause I think I look like a...
Sometimes I smile, cause I think I have a...
Do you know what you have done?
Do you think you've justified your sin...
Our guardian angel
Created to defend...
On podiums great men make their stand
Voices booming overland...
Why do people make poems so deep?
Do they have any projections to keep...
If time can't heal and love does naught but hurt...
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...
The world is fill of hate and regret,
If the world were fair and full of flair the...
"Poser", "goth"...
"popular", "slut", those are...
The little garden,
that sits in the sun...