Talk:Ideas/@comment-4423292-20130730040241

Clove Laura Hyland; Age 14 We joked about it Said she should I never dreamed That Aj would I never meant A single word I can't quite breath Like I did before My toes feel numb Down on the floor Who's antics will I laugh at now To who's adventures Will I reply ". . . wow." Our little Clovey Our mother fucking princess Who will not be shown In the coming census She lived each day as like it was her last With a spice for life and her spirit vivacious Too soon she would get more than a cast You see, her adventures were, you could say, audacious