In summer's tall green grass
  we planned our picnic hidden
  from God's all seeing eye
  to hide our secret forbidden
  we gave our virginity away
  as one at the altar of blood
  radio troubadour serenaded
  our marriage baptized flood.

(If you leave me now/Chicago)

•°• A Twisted Classic •°•

Yes if you end me now
You take from me the very worst part of me
Ooh-ooh-hoo, yeah
Baby, please let me go

A life like mine is a life hard to define
How can I do this day to day?

I can push no more, must leave it all behind
Why wasn't it taken during a mental crisis day?
Every tomorrow that comes is led by regret
Everything up to today

©2024

My child is your child.
Their happiness is ours.
Their unhappiness is our own.
If you adore someone else's child,
your own will be cherished.
If you dislike someone else's child, your own will be hated.
The children are our greatest possession.
Children are the centre of our lives.
The children are our blessings.
And the children are our source of fun.
Please do not humiliate children in any way.
Let us grow them at every chance. Because they are tomorrow's titans.

Be careful folks and do be warned
there’s no safe place in open forum!

Perhaps you seek a loving rhyme         In the intimate sea of human kind
Perhaps you believe in a sacred place
Where love is limited to face-to-face

Perhaps you forgot to question why
Believing it’s best if others die
Open forum allows these things
But just be warned of where it leads…