The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Their bedroom is full of conducted tours.
Their radio is louder than yours,
They celebrate week-ends all the week.
When they take a shower, your ceilings leak.
They try to get their parties to mix
By supplying their guests with Pogo sticks,
And when their fun at last abates,
They go to the bathroom on roller skates.
I might love the people upstairs more
If only they lived on another floor.
I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
I don't go to sleep at night
because you haunt my dreams,
and waking up to find y
I know how it is to need money--
As much as I can get;
My teenager goes to the ma
My love for her is a roaring fire.
She's all I ever did or will desire.
Without h
You broke my heart
And won't repair it
You took my love
and won't give it
I always think of you.
In my sleep,
in my dreams,
I always think of you.<
Dear friend, let me say
something on this special day
Though we are far apart,
Laughter is a gift
It doesn't mean your fit
But it will soften any tension
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