From The Heart
For you, my love A strawberry A ruby red heart, ripe with love A promise of sweetness Like a summer's kiss Please, taste it It will stain...
Hello, Mr Reaper
Hello, Mr Reaper I suspected it was time For you to come knocking On the door of my soul You can come in I'll make some tea A last supper...
Saturday Morning
It's always raining on a Saturday morning The clouds are grey and the sky is pouring Buckets of water accompanying my yawning On this...
Rest In Tissues
The whole of class 2B was playing a game of musical colds, competing for who could cough the loudest or who had the most aggressive...
