For starving hearts
Searching for love...

Birds are feeding
The bees are too...

They dangle in the darkness
And illuminate in bright neon...

Tears of heartbreak
As plentiful as dirt...

First thing every morning
She lets her doggies out...

Fifty two little faces
Fifty two friends...

I have a squared head
My face blushing red...

At this moment Joy I'm not thrilled
Like you should expect me to be...

I'm a lonely blackwidow
I stay to myself...

God don't like Hondas
Thoughts of yonder...

Mr. Plastic Fork
Miss. Plastic Spoon...

God's wonderful flashlight
Runs only on lightingbolts...