Gabby

All of you make jokes, don't disturb my waves, worry if I’ll cope, never stoop to choose, or firmly swim away, know how much you’ll lose, you are not dopes, to encourage lazy ways, as if there was no hope, if you want good news, let others stand and gape, what I say is true, because you moan and mope, note every bitter phase, down every twisting slope, can't separate the blues, for distant tides or sail, ships leave without you, things not to be undone, it never is too late, to face life and atone, I would call it grace.

Farah

Forget all the clowns, that come to woo you, half of them worn down, as loud as their woes, ships blow their hooters, they are all so slow, not just at the dance, but down each avenue , they admire your elan, a queen non disposed, bars are full of losers, you’d rather be alone, nothing comes by chance, your choices maybe fewer, but love's a fine repast, barefoot alive on stones, comfort never refused, happy you're their one, find another prance, aboard a Yankee schooner, who needs golden crowns, to make them swoon.

Irene

The year Lady passed away, couldn't get rid of blues, was shrunken day by day, wanted to be alone, not see anyone I knew, on the street or Metro, but you became my angel, I didn't have a clue, flung bad thoughts away, arranged all the loans, brought me chicken soup, put jelly on my bones, before this dying game, didn’t know what to do, life really such a waste, where would I call home, my head a pot of glue, actting like a jello one, you arrived to erase, all my bitter tunes, wings finer than any lace, stronger than perfume.

Harlow

Face down any claim, your stars won’t refuse, no more outrageous fame, you who wonder why, worldly canons of virtue, always bring a sigh, this is no mug’s game, where TV blares fake news, chase me through my days, decipher the constant lie, let them all sing blues, each to their own disguise, hardships on the way, nothing’s here to rue, catch them on the make, only fools rely, beyond the goodly few, look imposters in the eye, always meet their gaze, which lottery they use, afraid of talking plain, just give them truth.

Georgie

A prognosis out the blue, I read the lines, ask what's done with you, act like I already know, take these ties that bind, breathe hard on my bones, time brings a certain glue, what can be put right, search for any clue, we're not here alone, in this rosy light, someone brings us home, It’s warm near the flue, beyond the timber line, let the fire console us, make us keep going, through evening and night, when the kid’s phone, act like you're fine, whiskey gets us through, this is a crazy time, what else can we do?

Freya

If you want to make jokes, don't disturb my waves, worry if I’ll cope, am never slow to choose, or firmly walk away, know how much to lose, you are not a dope, encourage easy ways, as if you had no scope, if you want good news, let others stand and gape, when you sing of love, don't ever mroan and mope, note every bitter phase, look down every slope, separate the numbers, for distant tides or sail, you leave unemcumbered, someone knows the score, it never is too late, to knock on the door, might even be great.

Ellie

Your star is coming home, a wonder of the sky, in shelters you lie prone, whisper of wondrous love, caught in such a vice, eyes shining at the moon, Saints may show their bones, a poem makes you cry, you can’t afford to moan, doves at dawn crash above, a lifetime of men’s sighs, you fly to those who give, fresh linen and Cologne, makes you wonder why, how come you're always broke, not dismayed by little bits, money only there to buy, it's sole reason to assist, don’t wager a stone, dance singing on the wire, visit me by long roads, always with great sight.