Everything’s joy in heaven
And it’s so good to live in this world of ours.
Breathing the clean air through my nose
It’s an endless experience.
Where I can go for a walk, Where I can do what I please. Where I can go for a walk, Where I can say what I please, Without getting picked up by the police.
Where I can release the tension With the pushing of a button.
She picked the apple and gave it to him.
Did she know what she was doing?
by Madison Lyons