Some other day troubles thrown away. So take a chance and dont look back.

He'd not sleep with fortune in his bed, so the dog bit a chunk out of the generals leg. Sweet Josephine rose how he loved you so, why would you not return his letters though. Her faith and passion were blown apart. She felt little hope of love, for her Bonaparte.

Ode Like the softest touch your smile is such. Those lips are sweet they must be a heavenly treat. And I see your eyes show a ripe perfection, while weak at the knee ill give you my affection. Sweet my love it's true, all I live for, is you.

Spiralling star-rise circus in the sky, the eye of heaven watches from a celestial dream. Merry dancers of those Northern lights, in which our starry host appears, to the music of the spheres.

I know what it is & what it isn't. I know that it is & what it is not supposed to be. I'd know if it wasn't or if it shouldn't have been there. But it is.