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.
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
This feeling inside, I cannot hide.
This feeling inside, I can't deny.
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
But I have to be honest
I just don't know-how
My heart aches
For yet anot
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
I've lost a piece and it's impossible to bring it back.
I was too careless. I was too sla
