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Phil, I use to love hearing Peter Sellers reciting the lyrics to the Beatles Hard Days Night  in a Shakespearian manner.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLjA331K4YI

How out thou Phill. I love the way you wrote this.  Well written in a ye old style.   I can hear in it my head been spoken by someone with a  Shakespearian type voice.

Great lyrics Jim reminds me of some of the wild woman I knew in my younger days who were travelling around drifting in and out of jobs different countries and towns.     

Beamer I like the way your lyrics flow without getting to complicated. I guess the lyrics are sort of a metaphor for wanting to stay in a relationship or a situation even though  things aren't working out well at that time?

Good folky tune there EB. I have heard people from time to time say Sling Ya Hook but up until now I didn't realize what  it meant.  One of my old work mates use to say it and I never had a clue what he meant.     

Ctech I like the way you sing and play this song.     

Ctech now  I have heard the music music component of this song I can hear in my head someone with an Elvis type voice singing it. Excellent piece of composition.     

EB good Poem.  There will be many brick and mortar retailers in  the situation your poem describes plus many food, drink and entertainment places in that situation this year.
Only up side will be the courier companies are experiencing growth due to online shopping and the covid.     

Jim another  excellent song. I like the message and quiet often I have noticed over the years peoples perception of a person judged on their outward appearance can be wrong. Your  song addresses that perfectly.     

Even after hearing this ladies family story I have had a lot questions come into my head. Questions like when did the young girl become aware her mother was in prison for her fathers death and things like that. Originally I started out writing a song,  How Do You Tell Your Children, Nana killed Grandpa". It sounded corny and didn't work that's when  I went down the track of a poem. Though I would like to talk to her more about this subject I wont unless she brings it up as I feel its not appropriate thing for me to do,. In  a strange way I wanted the poem to leave people thinking what's next.

Cheers Phill the lady who told me about her sister story is from the UK originally. The murder happened over in the USA many years back after her sister and brother in-law moved there. Apparently her brother in-law had a terrible inferiority complex every time he got passed over for a promotion he would go home and be hell to live with. His work  colleagues and friends after his death apparently said when he drank alcohol he would become horrible and abusive. Apparently he aspired also to be an actor but never got anywhere with it because many times he never got passed the audition. When he was rejected for a roll apparently he would be hard to live with while brooding over not getting parts. Then if he got the part he would get sacked for turning up drunk or just decide himself that the part wasn't for him and walk out. Apparently when sober he was meek and mild. This story was told to me by this lady when I was talking to her recently up until then I hadn't heard about this sad thing that had happened in her family. As far as NZ being a place of  milk and honey. It is a laid back country but also we have an underbelly around drug addiction high youth suicide rates. There are murders but generally it is a safe place to live.