Sep 2020
As the crow flies,
A straw is in its mouth.
It only takes a thousand more,
For the old scarecrow
To stand at death’s door.
A straw is in its mouth.
It only takes a thousand more,
For the old scarecrow
To stand at death’s door.
Hate is a word I use sparingly. There’s not a single one I hate. Even when I was beaten up regularly by bullies, I couldn’t hate them. That kind of emotion is unnecessary for us.
