I KNOW WHAT WE NEED
Something like this. But bigger, and with less stairs, and on flatter land…
A poem for the special friends who left us too early
Where is my car????
A little bit of wheeeeee
And a black stallion too, of course.
Something like this. But bigger, and with less stairs, and on flatter land…
Beware the eye in the sky
Did you see them flying over the cuckoo’s nest?
Neuken-in-de-keuken? No, it was just stewed apple.
Ogres down the chimney