After the appalling and tragic events at the time of writing this article I would like to take the opportunity to express my love for Paris and its...
There was an old priest from Sonning, Who had an unfulfilled longing To marry The Queen in licorice ice cream. That ordained lothario of Sonning.
“But is telly nice or horrible? It’s nice, definitely, I mean, do you know anyone who chooses not to have a TV?
Is it gold or is it silver That tombstones on gondolas attract? A colour of lime green with a riddle attached Or should have Scotland retained The orange and navy combo
When I die let it be Not with close friends Nor with dearest family. But let it be amongst temptresses, Curvaceous vixens and flame breathed harlots. A rainbow of minds, eyes, skin and locks.