Monthly Archives: June 2014

ICARUS

My dad brings me                                                                                                                            glorious wings                                                                                                                                           that I use                                                                                                                                                 to make my escape But I fly near the sun                                                                                                                           and my wings are now gone                                                                                                               So I fall                                                                                                                                                  and await my fate     Advertisements

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WHAT ARE BRITISH VALUES

What are these so called values                                                                                                         That Gove has chosen to name                                                                                                    When values are always evolving                                                                                                   and aren’t governments to claim Do these ‘British’ values                                                                                                                     see people live on the street                                                                                                             and families who parents both work                                                                                              struggle to … Continue reading

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NIGHTY SCREAMS

Every night she hears wails                                                                                                               That refuse to cease                                                                                                                               As her house                                                                                                                                               Is on a burial ground                                                                                                                             And the screams are the deceased!

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