Inclement is a funny word

We dare not go ashore lest, perchance, we get into a snare

Willows swaying by the riverside

The aching heart needs some love

Let’s cut the mournful numbers out

Enmity and Jealousy both see Virtue as a thorn

Hold the hand of Silence

Wear your mask, keep your distance, be Sensible

All was ablaze, bizarre the scenes

Is it wiser to remain the fool that you are