My luck changed when I found a qu… A parrot with a blue tail Golden feathers Pointy beak Very moist and incredibly tethered

I am A Different Person in Real life,

There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.

many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,

Is that still you sitting on a bul… Or am i just dreaming, maybe Not a bull after-all or is it a ho… Am i just whinnying, Is that the end of the road

I can’t Promise you Heaven But we will Be

When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry

For life will fairly drench and We will with no option but famousl…

Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary

We go from Dust to Dust Bones to Bones Cleared by air Bitten By Termites Sulked by rain