But what if, like me, you live on the top floor And the tower block lift doesn’t work anymore? And all you can find is a small plastic bucket? Six flights of stairs and then nowhere to chuck it?
Author: AliBailey
Just a mum, not so young, love to write, shine some light, laugh or cry, don't ask why, just love, live, smile, give
The Trumpkin Orc
We’d failed to see how deep it went: Dark magic’s creeping discontent.
The demise of King Trumpkin
They called it strength, but they were wrong.Self-love is weak – it can’t be strong.This narcissistic Trump’s one whim:That all of us should worship him. There’s only some truth in this viewIf ever we believe him too. A home-grown abominationSelfish king, deluded nation.Behind the throne, a selfish sect,Not drawn by love, nor intellect,They’re driven by [...]
Boris’ boat
With U-turn after U-turn Boris soon got lost He wished that Dom had told him true How much this thing would cost
Crinkles
I wish that you could see yourself
The way that I see you
When you’re smiling at me;
You’re beautiful.
It’s true.
Ali 