Don't you want to find
the key to eternal life
reach out for me
and show that you need me
and I will give to you
that what is most wanted
the key to a happy life

It is just an illusion
that you are free
come and see me

This life could be paradise
but we have lost
our will to see and feel
what living is to be
there is no meaning
when we no longer can dream
of something that we don't know
what it is like
we have no sense of the past
I can tell you about everything
but do you want to listen


Under the rainbow
we are all born into life
but there are only a few of us
that are truly living
but we want to help you
to find your lost heart
you just have to turn your life
in another direction
everybody can change
but don't wait
it can be much too late
come and see me and I will
give you victory

Don't you want to find
a way to expand your mind
so you can be able to understand
how to get a real good life
or are you really pleased
with all the misery

We'll begin with box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine,
But the plural of vow is vows, not vine.
And I speak of a foot, and you show me your feet,
But I give a boot... would a pair be beet?
If one is a tooth, and a whole set is teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be beeth?

If the singular is this, and the plural is these,
Why shouldn't the plural of kiss be kese?
Then one may be that, and three be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.
We speak of a brother, and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.

The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis, and shim.
So our English, I think you will agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see.

I take it you already know
of tough, and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you
on hiccough, through, slough and though.
Well done! And now you wish, perhaps
To learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead; it's said like bed, not bead!
For goodness sake, don't call it deed!

Watch out for meat and great and threat,
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt)
A moth is not a moth in mother,
Nor both in bother, broth in brother.
And here is not a match for there,
Nor dear and fear for bear and pear,
And then there's dose and rose and lose –
Just look them up – and goose and choose,
And cork and work and card and ward
And font and front and word and sword.

And do and go, then thwart and cart.
Come, come, I've hardly made a start.
A dreadful language: Why, man alive,
I'd learned to talk when I was five.
And yet to write it, the more I tried,
I hadn't learned it at fifty-five.

[An alternative version quotes the final couplet as:

And yet to write it, the more I sigh,
I'll not learn how 'til the day I die.]

What a fabulous poem! But such a shame no-one knows the author/s. So yes, English is crazy, and we have poems like this to remind us!

No one is ever going to force me
to change my feelings
and my way of living
I have what I need
and that what I want
I can easily get into my hands
without stealing it from someone


This is my life
you can join me
but never change me
this is my life

Strange people that I don't know
try to put stupid things
into my mind
and the only reason is
that they want me
to live my life just like them
wearing a grey suit and a striped tie
sitting in a house with a big loan
people like them are always
afraid to die

I live my life for real
day by day
there is nothing wrong
in living this way
if you have something to say
tell me now or go away
I am not scared of walking alone
there is always someone
living their lives just like me
so if I have to wait a little time
before I find someone who understands
it does not set me back on line
with the regular clowns
who waste their lives
without love

No one is ever going to force me
to change my heart and mind
just to please their kind because
this is my only life
and I will be the only
master controlling it
and if it ends in a greatdisaster
so what it is my life
isn't it

Big hole in my heart
fall in my mind
I feel I never will be able
to find another girl to love
I am shot down
and there is no hope to be found
I have been looking all around
in this town
but you are impossible to find
my future bride
please tell me where you use to hide
so I can get to know you

Help me if you can
my heart is bleeding
I am shot down

No peace in my mind
no peace at all
am I bound to live like this
until my time comes to die
I don't want this to happen to me
but it seems like it is the only way
for a lonesome boy like me
because there is nothing good
coming my way
at least so it seems to be
please little baby
come and rescue me
and save me from my destiny

Big hole in my heart
fall in my mind
is it really like this
that nobody can stop
my blood flowing out and release me
from pain and stop my tears
they come like rain
come on girl and help me
to get rid of the strain and find back
to life again
before everything goes down
and I become insane
or is it really true
that it is too late now
for me