The sweet smell of flowers Lies in the wet dewy grass Upon they wake of the dawn Of the day From dawn to dust they

God save the queen To sid vicious and the Sex pistols Olympic Dreams Twenty seven medals

Still waters of the stream Row in my boat in the river Tay. Upon the swans of the lake Come up to side of the boat

This open glen was thick with Thorns Tis then the white of the flower hide the horns of the shy fallow Deer

The sails were full and a fair win… Blows, and the English Dutch flee… Mast show. As to fast away Plymouth to the w… Cliffs of Dover, the HMS ship th…

O, come to talk to Thee O there is only thee O, I love the winters Nights

Gapes around the silent arena Tis inside bugle trumpets bull ca… Tis of wild angry soundings foot Bounds and spurns the angry mighty Brute, first run in the sand pit,…

Oh I wait to see To the color of Blue Oh what can I do Sing a song for

Yet you know upon you To let me suffer the pain The hurtfull strain in the Rain. Humilinate does you know sad

Ah. let the sweet angels Dream. Keep his eye lids on thy Pillow, Fever make us all thin and

It is I write a few lines Of a poets story of thy Times We all like Mr chimes Who drinks gin on the

O, come to talk to Thee O there is only thee O, I love the winters Nights

Thou dear jack frost To this freeze Thy hands and toes To look outside by the Frozen window pane

what from this barran land can we reap? our fields are dry my body Frail Go on the trail before thy fail

I stand upon the Venice bridge Of sighs, A palace and a prison on each Side. I saw from the tidal waves so