the snowman's behind! i bet he shits plastic snow!
the scene at the pub in Brixton on Sunday night
Simon's mum at the Leicester Square Theatre. We saw a one woman/diva show with Jackie Scarvellis...
It Who no longer can listen It Saw a gusty wind Come up to listen Before I was ten and all of the evil grids From a hill where rats consider And they gang And they topple And they send a smoke ring Into the onion field A ghost! And this can make you choke Coming from the throat Of a ghost! And sent to my weak knees From a voice plantation All in together In terror