From cover to cover
I'm trapped in a book...
I'm just a cold mess
As hard as they come...
I'm up the creek
Without a paddle...
Some men only want a warm place to lay pipe.
They will revel in the touch of lips on satin...
Bombs they blow stuff apart
Concrete, bricks, cars, and people...
Please do not mistake
early signs of Alzheimer's...
Two politicians were talking syntax
but their language must have been just too lax...
There once was a poet named Abu
just looking for a hot dog or two...
The two of us best friends taking on life together
I've heard of a haunted house near by...
I am part of you
Magically i appear...
There was a weather girl called Sue
who could turn the nighttime so blue...
Don't you just adore
the beautiful floor...