At a small tourist town In the middle of the hills Stands a bearded man Sporting a derby And shiny cowboy boots Strumming his banjo Folk music flows through the fresh Windy mountain air

Going to nursery school was always a bone of contention.

Be careful if you ever think of buying a Parrot.

Self-styled shaman.

A sequel to Icey the Bat.

Soon as I picked up the phone She burst into some tears On how she hated the relationship That she had been in for years

Funny little octopus