If you’d direct the masses to go, Not necessarily to war This works just as well for any cause, These are some rules you ought to know It’s vital to give the crowd a show; Remind them what we’re fighting for And, if any of…

There’s a place down the road. A poorly taken care of unkempt road. Hole the size of a small moon. The kind that swallows cars whole. Many brave cars have traveled it. With aspirations of reaching some destination. And they have fallen short. Who knows how…

Hate. Such a vile word. The feelings it derives are guttural. As if I’ve contracted food poisoning. I hate Peaches. Those Fuzzy. Devilish fruits. Hanging Ever so innocently from their trees. Do not believe them. They are liars. Their colours welcoming. Yet their Innards strike a…