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.
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got
she is always th
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that m
They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the h
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
