Thursday, May 8, 2008
We aren’t going to do anything Odd?
We might do worse as a false nod.
There is no end of difference, just stop,
For whichever way you choose nobody is Top.
A Pause is all that is needed, just a little spot
In which to hide the differences of a thought.
Abruptly, the cosiness has entered my area,
All from the innocence of a game from Allah.