Clear and concise, organised and structured. No rules, no laws, nothing banded from texts draws. persuasive and pertinent, valuable and exact. Something you might consider, is all kept in its tact. useless is useless, not important you say. not valued by anyone, like tits on a gay. conveying important, be careful on your ways. explaining […]
A Faster Christmas
Only you, can make this world seem right Only you, can make the darkness bright Only you, and you alone, can thrill me like you do And fill my heart with love for only you O-only you, can make, this change in me For it’s true… you, are, my, destiny… When you, hold, my hand, […]
Thinking maybe, mother dear. feeling wishing, to be here. touching softly, gentle ear. scented smile, a quiet tear.
whatsoever is a word, albeit one that sounds absurd. its just rolls off the tonge so smooth, no smacking lips or hopeful hooves. whatsoever may be that one, containing more than whosoevers son. howsoever lined them up, tried to tell them – how to fill their cup. But whatsoever wasnt the least fazed, he just […]
S.O.S.: ‘Sisters Over Shoulder’ is an Australian effort to create carer links and better manage relationships in an effort to reduce complexity and facilitate a nuanced caring social media. Please simply press record and spend fifteen seconds telling me your message. Nothing recorded is secure, or anonymous, but it is however, cared for. This is […]
Now the boy has pose, And is a little on the nose. Those hormones are on fire, as his having another desire. The words fly past his psyci, rather that use his bikie. His opted for a rykty. Not a rekct like his foes protect, His fence sitting shows just how much neglect. There’s something […]
He’s a brilliant man, there is no doubt. Everyone thought he’d worked it out. But trouble was, when comics play, Its all about the games they say. And as a man not without a word, Someone who could be absurd. All in fun and merriment, He’d done real well and now his quit. Stan Lee […]
RRT is not a reretweet, Its stand for something deep deep deep. See the carers standing round, Listening to that digestive sound. They’re looking after their family so, They can finally go go go. They’re handling things best they can, avoiding being a worthless man. They’re all off waiting to pick it up, hunt it […]
a five character’d face, that defines that phonetic race. As twelve won the race, back when numbering was a grace. But now that enough is enough, I have to start to go gruff. But the longer it takes, The more brutal the race. essentially lacking and loosing those most commonly debased. take the six characters […]