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.
You make me feel so real
I lay awake at night thinking of you
I close my eyes and
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Let me sing you a love song
About what I feel in my heart;
Butterflies can't find
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
