Published on Friday, May 7, 2010 by admin
Good news is no news, the rainmaker has left town, in the back ally
there’s a king, looking for his crown.
If tomorrow comes like a rainbow, tonight will disappear like a dream,
if hate is like an engine, than love is like steam.
Oh Romeo where for art thou, Juliet is sick in bed, he’s off in the part
of heaven, where angels fear to tread.
The great conquere...