Here is a poem that my lady sent down Some morning while I was away Wrote on the back of a leaf that she found Somewhere around Monterey And here is the key to a house far away Where I used to live as...
Alone she lays waiting Surrounded by gloom Invaded by shadows Painting the room The light from the window Cuts through the air And pins the child lying there Scared of the moon She pulls up the covers...
But that's not what's worrying me. It's how to do it. These things must be done delicately, Or you hurt the spell. Run, toto! Run! Catch him, you fool! Aarghh! Dorothy: Run,...
I'm sitting here I'm thinking back to a time when I was young My memory is clear as day I'm listening to the dishes clink You were downstairs you would sing songs of praise And...