Labour leaders lead us all, though we know they bleed us all. Cheer our new Decline and Fall, Gibbon might have dreamed it all.
You kissed me because you were awfully nice and I was awfully nice and we both liked kissing very much. It was inevitable.
There's always something fishy about the French.
I see her as one great stampede of lips directed at the nearest derriere.
There isn't a particle of you that I don't know, remember, and want.
I'm over-educated in the things I shouldn't have known at all.