Brenda Li

Look at view  As beautiful as you   Across the sea  You

It’s so hot; my igloo’s melting I’m chopping trees, my neighbour's smelting

What beauty lies in rain of darkened day? If sorrow blooms in

Take the heart of a broken lass, swung around your pinky fast

‘Tis a gloomius day with racshack clouds The squawkety squacks are chattering