Why Ducklings Follow Their Mother.

All eyes on me; strange that this is both the nightmare and the dream and in truth do I really know what I want? A ~ Muse… I suppose I could take it if I were famous or even infamous but I’m just a joke that’s repeated; I guess that’s something.

I did not asked to be saved Mr.A…

Poetry for children about monkeys.

Don’t know.

Why can’t monkeys in the zoo mind their own business?

When your hot, your hot!

"Don’t you wish you were a penguin?"- Jessie.

This story shows how clever a fox can be!

This is the lyrics to another song I wrote.