Empire of Whimsy

"The dinner ladies in the chronic canteen serve up portions; big, small and green. They dole out rations of little yellow pills and...

I am sick of helping the sick And getting nothing in return. No sick pay, no thanks. Just above minimum wage I earn. I am sick of heari...

Daily I hunch as a pensive Paolo Upon the stool of derailed dreams. Bathing in burning garlic fumes and the stench of chip fat long sinc...