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!
Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you, the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
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
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
Sh
They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the h
The answer lies true in my heart,
So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?
Or wi
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
