Sun 8 Jun, 2003 09:45 am - Upon a morning still and gay
a bird flocked its feathers in its nest made of hay.
An Egg did then fall, down out of her nest
leaving the bird to ponder whats best.
The bird screamed and... (view)
Sun 18 May, 2003 11:06 am - Where is my mind?
Isnt our mind wonderful
it does our thinking
and it does out sorting
a bit like a scitzo with
one head for two minds
have you ever wished you were someone else?
if... (view)
