he left me many pins
in my little beating pin cushion
and every time he found a new pin
i would part my soft down
and open up my tiny chest
and show him what a beautiful pin cushion i had
just for his pins
and he would insert another
and i would keep it for him

but of course it came to be
that the pin cushion simply couldn't beat
with so many pins to keep
and my feather downed chest
bore the scars of so many years
of opening up
for pins
and i had to leave
to find new homes for my pins
his pins

and now when chance
does offer me a poor sweet boy
with downy chest
and beating cushion
i give him a pin
to keep
but just one
cannot many hearts carry
just a little burden?
after all i have no space
for another's pins...



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^ go look at this incredible gallery!



i've spent my holiday obsessively cleaning my house, preserving herbs, making lemon-tea ice, and drinking too much. i have done no uni work. bleh.

what's your opinion on double jeopardy?



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