My papa is a wrinkly man
he sits and smokes his pipe...

Poor puppy couldn't find his bone
he felt sad and all alone...

I love this guy hes really nice;
he makes me melt like a piece of ice...

The world is vast and cold and mean
if ever it was to hold perfection...

8:00 AM sitting stareing being
10:00 AM tired knowing not seeing...

Rose bushes sway in a slight breeze
the sun is hot upon my knees...

Sometimes when you are lonely and need a hand to...
a certain someone to love you till you are really...

You are my sunshine
you light my way...

I remember grandmas face
she always had a smile...

Razor sharp fangs gleam
a tender touch of bliss...

I spend the night
oh what a night full of pain and sorrow...

The shade ambled through the dark
through the trees that spred afar...