Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
Sometimes you may think you're alone,
And your feelings make you seem like a clone.
It's the memories of you I have
That make any grey sky turn blue
And lets me know
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
Give me your loving,
give me your heart,
give me everything we won't be apart.
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
On New Year's Day, my cat ran away
For Valentine's Day, no girls mold be mine
On
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
