From "The Nice Creed"

                   from “THE NICE CREED”  

1        All the broken boys

Come tumbling down the stairs  

And carefully we gather them up

Because we really care

For- really tidy stairs

2                She’s in bits

Because she’s been ripped

Off

Out

Up

Shredded

                  So no one can read her secrets.

Conveniently stuffed

In the proper bin

3    Pleeeese don’t bleed upon the carpet

Or into my ears

It might just reach my heart

And my heart pumps away all the blood

To keep the vessels clear

Blood in the heart’s no good

Blood in a stone is weird

4               You ok.me ok

He’s ok she’s ok

Someone –something

Sometime- somewhere

Said,”Ok is ok

          Not ok is not ok”

So shut up, ok?

5    Charity begins at home

That’s why (on the quiet

Just between me and me)

You don’t get any

                                           WIL FDEC 2007