I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes that
I'd taste if I were able.
My subjects, scrubbed and beaming,
Circle round the royal platter.
They seem to be adoring me,
But something is the matter.
See me basking in the candlelight,
My skin so nicely tanned.
The reason for this treatment,
I do not understand.
While I'd love to peck that dish of corn
And gobble down a berry,
I find this jolly atmosphere
To be a trifle scary.
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
It's that look in your eye.
It's the smile on your face
That makes time slip by,<
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
Always and forever is so far away,
But know I'll stand by you for every last day,
