It’s looking quite forlorn now The larder shelves are bare There’s a rocket in my kitchen And my kitchen isn’t there -:- He doesn’t want the kitchen That father carved
Tag: Dictators
Dictators’ WayDictators’ Way
Devoid of real feeling, the Dictator treads a lonely way along his chosen, barren path. All around him is life – in its shared love and simplicity, but he stays