Out of all the heroes and Villians
He is definately unusual and odd,
Walking round the London streets
Hunting in the fog.
He can be the local hero,
Or can be the guy to blame,
He is strange beyond original
And Fog boy is his name.
When the skies get so dark
He comes out to the street,
Making sidewalks disappear
As fog comes from his feet.
Sometime he often thinks
"Am i good or bad?"
"There is only one person to blame for this
As the fog came from my dad".
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The Life Of Benjamin Cane & Other Stories
诗歌A series of Dark, fantasy stories. Stories which are full of black humour, tell tales of confussed kids, spontaneous transformers, and a mum who hates her son. Dark and clever rhymes. Thoughts of all sorts.
