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.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
You sing,
I smile,
"I get a kick out of you,"
You sing still,
And
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
<Sometimes we see things that aren't meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren't always as t
I'm happy when you look at me.
A smile is what you see,
But what would you get
