Once upon a time there was a poodle
Who dressed funny, and had curls like doodles...

A somber girl in a somber night
In the park, with a scythe...

Girls like the smell of flowers
Given from a man they'd love to spend time for...

A friendship is fragile but strong
It also is something that holds on...

Coldness is a permanent thing
It can't be removed by anything...

What I got is notes of simple poems to make you...
Its not much, but I hope you don't try to die...

I have to soften myself
I have to give out my zest...

In the rain, I see this lady
A beautiful lady, all wet and shady...

Stars in the night,
Makes me to feel to ask...

You look so pretty in the bathroom, in the tub...
This time you made me smile at this very night...

One day and it was going dark
I was sitting on a bench in the park...

The crying lamb on the table
The crying lamb which made me cry...