The Gallery
I’ve been framed!
They hang me in plain sight,
For all to see.
They stop, they look and they ponder.
In a gallery of thieves, there I hang,
A portrait of a killer.
Something Sweet
One look and she attracts me like no other.
Her beauty – surpasses another.
One smile and I’m at her disposal.
Dare not to kiss, or she’ll have my proposal.
