See the soaring of the singer,I think he's angry at the stringer.He finds it hard to see the alligator,Overshadowed by the merry operator.Who is that ..
My random sheep, you inspire me to write.How I hate the way you chirp, skip and bounce,Invading my mind day and through the night,Always dreaming abou..
There once was a young lass called Jane.She said, "See the lovely vein!"It was rather poor,But not quite force majeureShe couldn't say no to the disda..
A baby girl kept from sightCrying in the middle of the nightShe fears that others will sense the shameBut was she really to blame?This baby who was fi..