How can you label us greedy when we ain’t got nothing!
Minimal, our care for our world and our people!
We all are!
Your rich until you have nothing!
Babies are funny things, a dream a nightmare splendid until the dirty nappy, heavenly until the non stop screaming, but don’t let that put you off, their really magical… and loud and expensive, they puke on you shit everywhere wake you up at the most horrible times, ahhh the joys… who else do you know who you would let get away with all that? Exactly and that’s why they are so special, babies, to be cherished loved and cared for, the best thing that will ever happen to you, it might seem hard to believe with some of the things they do but trust me its all in a days work. Or as Homer would say … DOH!!
Layers of laughter fill the room, layers of bodies in a murdered doom, spring time flowers brightly bloom, layers of souls quiver in gloom, layers of sunshine on a beach, layers of bullets rest in peace, layers of happiness on a plane, crash landed on a cliff in layers of flames, layers of people wild and free, layers of people like you and me. © JKG
Your bright blue eyes, angels in disguise your piercing scream, a banshees dream, your fake cry is the only lie you could ever tell by your pure heart many enemies have fell, its just me wishing you well I’ll write you again, always the same… daddy.