Discrepancy the effectuality,
Know me and sell them back to market
Let them walk the street – there and back again, and help them achieve,
A rounded journey
Between you and me
Our family is the best
- is No 46
Having a fix
The dog is neutral in one to two days’ time.
Our mines are closed
The hope was audacious
Winter passes with a bodacious discontent.
What was meant for doves? The curtain of love had
With responsibility away from the office awhile
Smiles and a pig-sty
Next is the likeliest of subjects complaining to us about me
Horrors that are not free as they used to be on the horned one’s TV.
How rich are the bitches now?
I-Tunes know-how
Your password resets under the Lochs and quay
Nessy, was messy.
And I am not so sure
But my remaining 30 minutes
Has technophobia in the hallway
The door is enough to make you unhappy.
What more can there be?
A sad place
At market is for the street warrior
Seek a title alone
Mine was without the mobile phone.
See!
Here was where the apple stood still
And the pills were with myself
After the health of other literacy.
What have they to do with me?
The 60’s never used to bother me
Until the O.A.P. was past their SELL.BUY//erotic:Dates
Hear!
The sleigh bells are ringing
In the American West Wing.
Best is the happiest re-treading of spreading the worst novel so the hearse is in the rehearsals
With the birth yet to come.