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.
Sometimes life is hard, and there is so much I still don't understand.
I feel alone and a
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
I know how it is to need money--
As much as I can get;
My teenager goes to the ma
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
Friendship Is The Best Ship Of All
Friendship is priceless
And can never be forgotten.
Friendship is timeless
<Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
How do you wait
At least 3 years
For a possible soul mate
But have no fea
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
When the day is done for the infantry,
they bow their heads and take a knee,
they
