Two old friends met on the street,
Hadn't talked in many a year;
"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,
"I'd really like to hear."
"George has a Master's in literature,"
The other said, with pride,
"And Mary's a grad in modern art,
Her career she has yet to decide."
"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,
While the other displayed defeat;
"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,
"But wit
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
The past you cannot forget or undo
The future is all we can look forward to.
&nbs
There once was a monkey in a city's zoo,
who dreamed of the outside sun.
He did l
I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
You keep running from the truth; you know it's true.
You think I am crazy for loving you.
Have you ever met someone you think about
every night and every day,
someone so b
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
