Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught point naught between the prongs,
Not short hair, but two feet long.
Look, they're dying, I think we're winning,
Eyes all bloodshot, red and stinging.
Don't be silly, don't start to whine,
Mummy's got to be cruel to be kind.
Crisis over! What do you think?
Still got to get rid of that terrible stink.
Back to school, back to civilization.
Ready to pick up another infestation!
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
