Author Archives: saintbeckett

Many moons….

……control our emotions.

When the gold….

….was always tarnished.

The cat….

….is all that.

New pens

With four…

…you get more.

Hat, a tat….

….tat.

When the idea…

…is about to hit.

No need…

….to be afraid.

Lumber

Thugs.

No need to rush…

…amongst the rushes.