The cynics say of miracles
That they are a scarce
commodity,
If they happen at all
But to my mind
There is nothing more
miraculous
Than the birth of a
child
It may be the most
common placed
Of miracles
But it is miraculous
Nonetheless
The cynics say of miracles
That they are a scarce
commodity,
If they happen at all
But to my mind
There is nothing more
miraculous
Than the birth of a
child
It may be the most
common placed
Of miracles
But it is miraculous
Nonetheless
All of humankind
Spread across the
globe
Like a single organism
In bacterial
proportions
And this human
creature
This single entity
This living breathing
Multiplying mass
thrives
And its heartbeat is
love
Sing a song of Sixth Sense
Haley Joel Osment
wonders why
He’s followed every
where
By that Bruce Willis
guy
Are you wearing surgical stockings?
I know that shouldn’t
excite me
The thought of them
turns me on
If that’s a problem,
you can bite me
The Carrot cake
I have to say
You can include
As one of your five a
day
On their obesecycle
They have to scurry
Not that the obese
Are able to hurry
They can still walk
Though they don’t
bovver
And they are so fat
That they appear to
hover
A scandal has broken
Of the very worst kind
It’s totally
unforgivable
To my way of mind
That fraud Pudsey Bear
Isn’t really blind