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Right.
I wish for the power of a god.
The sort of god that has the power to crush Bono from U2, Lenny Henry and ... Bono from U2 again with good measure. Their souls would be cast into eternal perdition, and I would laugh while I was sending them there.
I'd like to be able to fly, so I could hover above the Poundstretcher and the charity shops on (where I live) Road and destroy them with my wrath, because they are lowering the property values.
I'd like, ideally, to be a thousand feet tall, staring blankly down at the smoking crater I'd made of the world, worshipped as a God by whatever lifeforms remained, ants and so forth; rats; grouse: salmon - Wishing Well, could you sort this out? I'll be your best friend, etc.
Here's 5p |
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