Like honey dripping from a honeycomB
Oh you saw me, there, in the open for yoU...

The street looks a little brighter every night,
I wonder if it's really because of me...

I came to be the shadow behind your back,
the shadow underneath your feet...

I'll never be a pillow under your head,
easing you to sleep at night, right mother...

If you start joking too much,
people start to take you less seriously...

I was peeled
into the shape of a human...

Now, cry! Oh, cry! You silly cat
Or chase that rat under the hat...

I’m like a grocery’s cart being pushed
around a store...

This Christmas time, when winter came around,
dear Michael saw some snow in P and Q...

"I miss you"
He said...

No later than the clock could tick a new hour,
I hid near dusty shelves...

You want to be a flower - red or white,
just like those roses in the pots of clay...