roses are red,
bacon is red,
poetry is hard,
Vlowery ya wee darlin,Ah luv ye .honest.
Sticks and Stones may break my bones but Whips and Chains excite me. So throw me down, tie me up and show me that you like me!
It is not his fault.....he has brain damage from all the shoes you hit him with.
my love letters are just too damn potent.