There once was a girl with auburn hair, who ate these delicacies with quite some flair. 'They share my name, so I crack them without shame. I'm crazy for them, and donot share.'

Last week, a man fell into the upholstery machine at work. The good news is, he's...

Some have my lust, But they are not lost. In a directionless way, Their hearts often stray.

I'm pushed through the lowest streets in Venice, and pulled up to snowy peaks.

. Ground feathers. .