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.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but yo
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that m
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
Walking in the shadow of fear,
drowning endlessly by a single tear,
running along
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
