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 Your Friendship Means To Me
your friendship means the world to me
I've never met someone else like you
you me
Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust b
A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
when you went away my world turned cold and gray.
when you wanted to leave I begged you t
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows
