If I had wings I might finally fly to New York and be in Times Square on New Years Eve. If I could walk into my dream I could save on the airfare and reduce my carbon footprint.
If I had wings I might finally fly to New York And be in Time Square on New Years Eve. If I could walk into that dream I could save on the airfare And reduce my carbon footprint.
The cat. Clever and wise. Guardian of my dish And that of my neighbours. The cat. Sly and cunning. Guardian of my territory And that of the pharaohs The cat. Solitary and predatory.
When the phone rang we were in bed. Instinctively I knew that it would be bad news. Seldom, if ever do people phone at five to midnight with good news. It was my sister.