Every woman in the world must be your mother now. It's up to us to keep you safe. I just wish I knew how.
‘K’ my daughter texted me Just the other day. K?! What does that even mean? What’s she trying to say?
Today I will do one kind thing
We know not to do it: judging a book By how attractive its cover might look.
The meek will inherit the Earth. Perhaps But only after all those other chaps Are done with their fun There's work to be done We'll clear up the mess after the collapse