Once when playing in the sand, Little Jordan found a hand.
In a clearing, in the wood, Lay a damaged riding hood.
Women cried "we can't be bought!" But "Hey! There're boobies in The Sun!"
Ladybird, Ladybird, Don't fly away.
There was a girl whose greatest vice, Was to put her tongue on ice.
Welcome. Bienvenue. How are you all? I proclaim to an unfollowed blog. I plan to be using this platform for voicing My stories and thoughts, as a log. You'll find here the contents of thoughts that I've had Whilst cleaning my house and my dentures. Thoughts that develop and go some place silly, With characters… Continue reading Reader beware. You’re sat in my chair.