Always Here I stood beside your bed last night I came to have a peep I saw that you were crying you found it hard to sleep.
By Elizabeth Libby Gibson- Evans5 years ago in Poets
Gone Fishing You taught me how to whistle how to drop a tranny in How to build a stone bridge across the spring and whack the weeds within.
A FRIEND I met this girl one day in a small town in PA Just started talking at a place I was working I befriended her right away
