Cor, Love A Duck. And Also Lawks-a-mercy.

Oh No. I've Just Accidently Paid A Visit To The Cakeshop Of Love. I Haven't Put Back My Italian Cakey, But I Have Accidentally Picked Up A Dave The Tart.

Here Is Another Marvy Glimpse Into The Gothic Basement That I Call My Mind.

I'm Not A Ice Cream, I'm A Human Being

This Soft Grass Suggests 'softness' To Me, But Also At The Same Time 'lying-down-ness'.

As We Drew Near To The Gates Of Dother Hall The Old Bell In The Belfry Rang Out. I Said, 'i Must Go In, It's Nigh On Ten Of The Clock.' He Half-turned Away From Me, His Jacket Collar Hiding His Expression. Was He Angry? Disappointed?" Jo Looked Intently And I Said, "hungry?" Jo Ignored Me, But As She Passed By Acting Out Walking Away From Phil, She Allowed Her Hand To Slap Against My Head.