I have a great interest in literature of all kinds, but mostly poetry. |
I sat on the bus
Next to the young boy...
I stand beneath
this growing tree...
Love is holding your lover
Your heart skips a beat...
Sophie, Sophie.. your like a trophy.
Your beautiful and yummy...
As we cruise
Down the shadow...
I love him, its true
And he knows...
She gave her parents quite a fright,
When she wouldn't awake...
Be sure not to go to the woods tonight
For tonight is when mayhem is caused...
Lately i've been thinking of you
Your in my dreams...
You ask me not to tell
Not to give anything away...
Don't go to the woods today. |