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

I have a roll or two or three
I can not even see my knee...

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...

Oh how i wanted to be that girl
the one around whos by his side...

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

A feeling so enchanting it blows you away
like a light gust of wind on a sunshiny day...

Someone out there is waiting for me
some one thats waiting for the time to be...

Sunshines a shining up in the sky
i look to the ground and ask the lord why...

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

Mr Billy Bob lived long ago
he had a son who's name was Poe...

Kiss me like you've always done
kiss me deep and call me Hun...