So I was getting into my car and this bloke says to me 'Can you give me a lift?' I said 'Sure you look great the world's your oyster go for it.''
So I got home and the phone was ringing. I picked it up and said 'Who's...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
Poetry does not consist of words alone there must be sentiment and fancy combination and arrangement.
