Society is like a gym membership. Join in to benefit
Going out. Feeling the sun's rays caress my face. Refreshing the soul.
Who can't say they have 'a history'; with sections they want rewritting
Old lady sat on bench with just the sea, the sun and her memories
Steam rising from the scrum; men giving one hundred percent to the cause
Is that flute playing beggar true to the story he is portraying?
