Rain clouds
Sit and thee wonder looks like thunder go back down under make me sit and plunder long tall sally
Abide with thee your so sad to see but thy remain free along all to see a moment with thee
Life of art Tate to tarts modern farts Vincent van Gogh it broke his heart
The ashes of the day in the morning. are so red behold i get out of my bed smoke fire alarms to spread ashes. to ashes goodnight fred
North Devon in heaven all summer i thee stayed work my home for a bone wet my suit cold to a tone surf in the bay i am to old
In spite of fathers sternest strictures sue spent each evening at the pictures you see a lot of reels he said
drink thy wine to a fine dine in the three blackbirds with blueberry pie red rose to a prose to see the mary rose
up town girl Luton town village green fair ground caddington club my subs back cricketers pub grub five oaks trees school shrubs
tis the auld pub on kirkconnel main street were miners meet a jug of ale was a rare treat
blue to red tis a water shed my life was short and sweet tired i sleep thy hear beeps pink and yellow colour teek my love for you dinner time
The red and blue retreat in battle to fight another day will soon be back where they belong
Down sir matt busby way Stretford red devils play George best here to stay red blood on his shirt scores a goal in the dirt
Starry starry night painted to violets delight flaming flowers make it through the night the green fairy
past the time cilla was so fine sing a song to shine she was all mine in our world
Mr plump and mr plimp to meet and have tea by the sea they both stink not had a wash