If There Wasn't Death, I Think You

Colours Are What Drive Me Most Strongly.

My Muse Sits Forlorn She Wishes She Had Not Been Born She Sits In The Cold No Word She Says Is Ever Told.

This Englishwoman Is So Refined, She Has No Bosom And No Behind.

It Is An Amiable Part Of Human Nature, That We Should Love Our Animals; It Is Even Better To Love Them To The Point Of Folly, Than Not To Love Them At All.

As Nature Is Always Careless And Indifferent Who Sees, Who Steps, Means Nothing And This Is Pretty.