TOY REX wishes he were a poet to write beautiful verses, like "subversive beast of my heart" or "oh my deep frozen old love", both by simone de beauvoir. Instead, he has to put up with the fact that he is only able to conceive elementary lines, such as "i may not be perfect but i always tell the truth" or "it's your turn to hide the corpse", both by himself. fortunately, he did not embrace literature. he believes, nevertheless, that his artless poetry may fit well enough his musical efforts, in these three or four songs that he crafted wholeheartedly during a season of probation in the labour camps of love. said that, he wishes to count on the sympathy of all of those who stop by this page and listen to his tracks. they may be dull, these songs, but they are all true to his feelings, in a range that goes from outrage to reservation. and that's already something, isn't it?