Sir-Choc-o-lot is a humble man living in the old ages. He has everything a man could want in life, but one thing stops him, he thinks everything brown is chocolate, will Sir Choc get over this strange logic or will it get the better of him? Who knows, read it…
My sweet & lasting love: Why don't you like the names that I call you?
Can't you understand my heart? Or feel the love in my voice?
What's in a name anyway...?
"A Rose, by any other name would still smell just as sweet...";
Would I care any more, or…
This is basically a big book of birthday poetry as I write some for my friends. If you want a request, just tell me your name and any key characteristics for me to use in the poem and then we're all set!
Not really sure what genre this is
or what type
Just my musings during a conversation with my little sister about what our children are going to be called
we are both fighting over the name James at present
If we were boys this is what we were going to…