In the dark of night beauty sleeps
To the sound of a broken romance...

Many years ago,
I looped that raspberry ribbon...

Victoria was Victorious, in 1898
Gladstone passed away...

"Honey-pot holes in a
sycamore tree and gum drops on...

Last night, I met a spider
who I hadn't screamed at before...

Beneath the satin sheet, she lay curled,
weeping to the sound of her lonely...

Amidst the moonlit hours
Sounds the rushing cascade...

Today,
black cabs can be...

Mouth watering delicacies to
Make your convulsed stomach churn...

Rest your head upon the bough
Flaunting the array so mild...

Twinkle twinkle sapphire hues
In your eyes clearest of blues...

Ashen shoes with
buttercup laces; untied...