Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
He ate all my cookies,
Drank all my milk;
He had heavy boots,
And a coat made of silk.
Over his back he carried the toys;
Some of them, a lot of them, even made noise.
He smelled like fresh, tobacco smoke;
He gave my favorite tree an irritated poke.
A grumpy look came upon his face;
This guy is crazy, and I bet he carries a mace.
He reached into his bag, so I thought for gold,
But out he pulled, a big lump of coal.
With an angry look, he set it down with ease;
Then walked up to my chimney, and squeezed his nose.
I'll never forget the obese man in red;
I'll hate him forever, until the day I am dead.
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told).
They run and play along the streets of G
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
One word can start a friendship,
One kiss a love affair,
One smile can bring you
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
when you went away my world turned cold and gray.
when you wanted to leave I begged you t
