The end is the beginning. Be prepared.
Truth, trough, through. Health, stealth, felled Truth brought joy the moment you spoke it Troughs are where they went to stoke it Through it they
Bullet holes never make noise. The wife watching the blood ooze from her heart she had given to be kept Will surely scream for help
The cats have given way to the lions, which is but normal, And the dogs have left the hyenas too, which is but normal. The
My people have beliefs as full as the Grand Canyon, They’ve been taught to dream as high as it is high, And to fear as
Fly butterfly, fly. In the past you slugged Across the wood to catch some leaves. You painted yourself colours that would shrug Off the creatures