Robin Grey Younger Looking Skin
Joseph's in the forest looking for the man that they call
Peter.
I am in the bathroom looking for the marbles that I've
lost.
The pig if flew out of the window, landing deftly in the
garden.
Elly is in Hampstead desparately hunting for some moss.
I don't like your fashion business, mr.
I don't like those drugs that keep you looking so thin.
I don't like your fashion business, mr.
I don't need no cream to give me younger looking skin.
Ruth is down in southern spain, talking to my long long
twin brother.
I just washed my eyelids and hung my blue coat high upon
a cross.
The fish and spoon returned with plans for getting
married in the autumn.
Jakob's leaving puddles in the bathroom for the bugs to
skate across.
Making sense of wedsnesday is only rivalled by making
sense of tuesday.
Tuesday's only rivalled by monday and perhaps sunday too.
A drink, a f..ck, some luck and maybe we might keep the
boat a floating.
Patching up the scars with some cardboard and some karma
just might do.
