Sorry Henry Maartens
I recall the words you offered me
Full of hate and ridicule
Oh I remember everything you do
Spend your money on the flower seeds
The giant outer planets dwarf the world
And shade your everyday with circles
I will meet you there
With the face of a grown up on
My little head
And you will hold my hand just like before
You wasted away out of this world
Writer/s: RUSTY WILLOUGHBY
