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It’s bedtime little one I know you don’t agree but it’s just another adventure listen closely and you’ll see We are big fierce lions a daddy and his cub we roll around playfully getting tangled in the shrub I have a thick flowing mane as will you some day but for now you are still growing in your own unique way Your teeth are just like razors as sharp as they can get and as you grow up even more they’ll get even sharper yet I teach you to be big and strong the leader of our pack you crouch do...

It’s bath time little one I know you don’t agree but it’s just another adventure listen closely and you’ll see We are great big elephants a baby and a mum travelling across Africa having loads of fun We cross grassland and deserts, through the jungle too we are looking for some water a creek of sparkling blue Our long swishy trunks swing along as we go I've got long curvy tusks as you will when you grow We find a lovely stream you turn and shout out loud "Race you to the water mum!" when you ...

It is dinner time little one I know you don't agree but let's make it and adventure just you and me We are long, tall giraffes, a mummy and her calf. Scouring the plains of Africa, playing games to make us laugh. I’ve got long lean legs, perfect to balance on. Yours, still young and wobbly, will grow to be as strong. We wear coats of camoflauge, spotted tan and brown. And though our horns are only small, we wear them like a crown. With our long spotted necks, we can reach the tallest trees. S...

Everyone is gone. The silence in her room is louder than ever before. She can hear the dying screams echoing in the dark shadows; hitting each of the four walls like a boomerang lost in space. The ground is littered with other peoples' possessions. Their discarded memories that they have no use for anymore lay scattered; ike she does. She wears them like stale-smelling old hand me down jumpers. The walls are cold and tired of keeping her secrets hidden. The bed she lies on isn't fit for sleep...

There is something about sharing a cigarette after sex. It is as if by doing so you have no choice but to admit to what you have become. Each time you inhale, you can taste your partner, smell them, feel them and understand them better. Each drag brings on flashes of what the two of you have shared. It means security, comfort, companionship and most importantly, trust. Julie doesn't usually stay for a smoke. She's up and dressed as quickly as possible. The taste, smell and memories are not wh...