The room the broom was in
Was unswept and the lady wept
Her auburn hair in the last flare
Of sun tied back in a bun
That pinched her face a grimace
So profound no sound was heard
In the house an eon of chaos ensued
Bitter downfall in a pile of glitter
We thought was a knot of stars
THE MAN WHO CAN'T DIE
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GAHA: BABES OF THE ABYSS
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SPECIMEN TANK
"There's more truth in this book than anyone in the biotech industries would care to admit. Plus, it's funny as hell." Buy on Amazon
LOVE it! Great music in the words.
so good to hear from you, many many thanks for reading