In my hotel with a pager, A permit to taste thirty flavours; In just a short while We’ll all dine in fine style, Obes’ty the only great danger. We’re looking… Read More »Cheesecake Pagers and Flavours

It’s fifty-fifty, maths guys would say, You’ve half a chance, could go either way, Floating high, heads or tails, We’ve all forgotten, as it sails, That on its edge, it might, it… Read More »CoinFlip: The Blog