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.
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
Baby, I guess it was never meant to be.
I miss what we used to be,
but baby, can'
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
Sometimes life is hard, and there is so much I still don't understand.
I feel alone and a
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
