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.
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Her long black hair blowing in the wind
I slowly kiss her soft black skin
The way
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
You keep running from the truth; you know it's true.
You think I am crazy for loving you.
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's i
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
