A doll met a clown on a Tuesday of rain, They bowed and they curtsied and swapped half a brain. The doll said, “Be careful! My head’s full of string,” The clown said, “Fantastic! Mine hums when I sing.” They danced through a puddle of yesterday’s soup, The moon took attendance; the stars formed a ...

Am I part of your world?I must be dreaming. Am I worthy of your touch?Here you are, holding mewithin the palm of your hand. Only you can save me,Oh, angel of darknessand sinful passion. You are my savior,as you are theend of me. I am the Juliet to Romeo,the Persephone to Hades,the light to your ...