Here’s a poem for all you Virgos.
I have lost a slipper
found marbles
a pick
Lego blocks
I mean gold Lego arms
and legs and heads
and a very nice chap from Bangkok
He lets me stroke his engines
and light his fires
And one day we’ll talk telephone wires.
Tomorrow I will be the meaning of life.
beckydeans 
Lovely 😊
And Amy Winehouse.