Come, Fanny, come! put on thy whi… ’Tis Woodcom’ feaest, good now! t… Come! think noo mwore, you silly m… O’ chicken drown’d, or ducks a-str… Nor mwope to vind thy new frock’s…
The water trembles down my face, m… Mixing along with the tears that h… Adding to the boiling warmth as th… And as the water grows hotter unti… To carry me down the drain.
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
I’m tired of having to sit in thes… Either you deal with your future o… Be strong Carmichael and don’t gi… I want a good life as well! I’m v… I gotta become a daddy so I can p…
Mothers are the worst! Fuck you God! Thanks a lot mom for putting me in… I hate you so much! You suck!
Beyond past and going back, much to see how much is true and h… Whatever has happened, see how muc… I would like to see how many times… Have you ever asked a question wit…
A musical performance can’t be judged by familiarity alone. If it sounds different, it doesn’t mean that it is inferior. It should be judged by skill and the quality of sound. If it is ...
Remember me, When I can’t yell out your name; Remember me, When I don’t bang on your doors; Remember me,
Etched Shimmering simmering The bright sun etches Searing images Searing my soul!
In the quiet of dawn, a leaf stirs… Kissed by morning dew, A silent testament to the night’s… Nature awakens, Each creature in its own rhythm,
By Stanley Collymore Defections or crossing the floor o… the House of Commons aren’t very frequent but neither are they rare either. Conservative…
By Stanley Collymore That Tory MP Chris Philip doesn… actually know that Rwanda and the Congo are essentially two different countries despite him be…
When I was a kid Playtime was Everything Out on the steps In the summer
Sea of dreams of liquid glass, infusing the real with the unreal, the quixotic with the mundane, a journey into the imaginary, waters painted with an aquatic blu…
Listen to a list of the reason why I’d choose the bear everytime A bear would kill me it might not… But he wouldn’t rape me over and o… A bear wouldn’t care if I had my…
By Stanley Collymore It does seem, that the Palace PR and the MSM sycophants do think that by keeping Kate’s name in the headlines people gener…
By Stanley Collymore British royals clearly don’t have… monopoly on any service tours, or who should unquestionably participate in them! Consequently,…
The British monarchy has successfully exploited the mass media to convince the very gullible and easily manipulated members of the public that actually its own members are somehow speci...
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
When I was about to dismiss class, “Teacher, may I ask you a personal question?” a bit afraid one of my best students who sat in the front row posed a question. It was two decades back ...
Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life
She fell first; A delicate start, He fell harder, as love tore him a… She fell first; He fell harder, Now I sit here & ponder, Which heart bared the strain?
A noisy cicada, with a big belly trying to swallow the whole spring and control the four seasons It compiles nursery rhymes likea p… “know it”, “know it”
you look at me like maybe i’m magi… and now i’m unafraid of feeling fu… your sitting room– that suntrap of… nonchalance and breakfast spreads… bugbear that comes unstuck the sec…
The dock-leaves that do spread so… Up yonder zunny bank’s green zide, Do bring to mind what we did do At play wi’ dock-leaves years agoo… How we,—when nettles had a-stung
An’ zoo o’ Monday we got drough Our work betimes, an ax’d a vew Young vo’k vrom Stowe an’ Coom, a… Vrom uncle’s down at Grange, to c… An’ they so spry, wi’ merry smiles…
Six decades gone, a distant call, To childhood’s home, I pondered a… Across the years, the hills extend… Where waterfalls once softly wend. In youth’s embrace, memories thron…
As I stand before you today, I’m reminded of the countless sunrises and sunsets that have marked my journey through life. At 68, I’ve seen the world change in ways I could never have im...
Ask me how I am Just treat me like a god damn huma… When this become so grey You only text me to be like hey di… Don’t ask how I am since you left…
I just wanna be loved Like I’ve only ever been loved By those bi eyes Thick thighs Cheeky smile