Here comes the bogey-man
No one is looking out, who has their backs?
There they go plucked (i.e. fleeced)
Micro-transactions and usage fees keep them poor.
Nothing could be done about it
of course it could, but who to blame?
they've already got a seat (i.e. bottom)
Bricks and mortar cannot compete! Where will they go?
Which of them is the more overcome?
And so was his grandfather.
What will the DNA test reveal?
Neither more nor less
The sleep of reason produces monsters
Imagination abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters: united wth her, she is the mother of the arts and the source of their wonders.
check quick! is that a chemtrail?
There it goes
Bombs or drugs or simply lost?
When day breaks we will be off
Can't anyone untie us?
navigating romance in the 21st century