An Inheritance |
Excuse my angst. An Inheritanceby Taylor Neal My Grandma died, left me her houseAll that she owned, and every mouseHidden in the walls Her closet door opened with easeI f...
Posted by Taylor Neal on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 12:04:00 PST |
Lord Randall |
Lord Randall Where have you been, Lord Randall, my son Where have you been, my handsome young man Oh, I've been to the wildest of woods Mother, please make my bed, if you could I am weary from huntin...
Posted by Taylor Neal on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 06:31:00 PST |
