Stood, motionless, lifeless so he won't see him. His devilish shadow scurries into the bathroom. His reason for killing no-one would understand or even realise. In his mind, justice would be done.
I place my feet in your trainers then place my jacket by the door I edge my way to the couch and sit down I wait for the knock that will lift me off the seat and into the hallway.
The birds tweeted softly The trees swayed in the breeze Animals scurried home It was the calm before the storm! Suddenly the clouds turned black The wind howled like a wolf
There was once a young lady from the dingle Who during the second world war was single She fell deep in love with a man called Alf Who had a scouse accent and a big Mouth