I say, I say, let’s pray

Please accept our creepiest symphony.

With sweetest tympani.

Please accept my commiseration despite your looming con scription. You won’t miss her when you’re in the army invading Iran.

Loss is always a tradein

I’m so sorry that your husband lied. At least it won’t happen again.

We live in hope of an insurrection

When will the geeks inherit this laugh?

I’m so sorry to hear about your blister. She should not have gone  astray.

When is the humeral to be belled?

He left me his new router. Saturday the cat died as well.

He left his cheapest empathy on my Facebook page

I am sad that you are so lonely with your thief.

If she believed in Devon, she kept it riot.

I will always remember that a dog shook hands with my husband in heartlands in Devon

I haven’t had time to make a world so could I buy one?

I found his last bill and pissed lament

I said I wanted to see Jesus I didn’t mean that I wanted to die a liar.

If you die I’ll be very angry and I really screamed that. But it was too  fake. You never relieved me.

Do you think that God is working for us when we lie ?

Does God dismember everything?

He said he was working for the still small voice I didn’t really believe that but I am deaf. God should shout not whimper

When you are dead you have blood  that will not percolate anymore.

Who is the person who makes our blood flow around our bodies?

There’s a music played by all the blood circulating in harmony around the bodies of those who are close together but I wonder who can hear this?