We lie naked in each other’s arms,
Lazy Sunday’s in bed together are quality time,
We read Postsecret,
Then I make breakfast.
I want to share my secrets with you,
Every single one, things I’ve never told anyone.
I can depend on you,
Trust you more than I’ve ever trusted someone.
At night, we cuddle on the couch and watch films,
Til you fall asleep in my arms, or I in yours.
Together we walk hand in hand along the beach,
Or down the road,
Or while we drive from one end of the country to the other.
My hand and my life feel empty when you’re not around,
My heart physically hurts for you,
The love is so deep, so strong,
When I find you, I’ll never let you go,
It’s forever and for always.
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Monday, November 28, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
I walked under a bus, got hit by a train, keep falling in love which is kind of the same
Love is a bus, if you miss it, there will be another arriving in ten minutes.
If your bus is late, it is likely two busses will come at once.
When the bus is in motion, thoughts go round and round like wheels.
The first person you sit next to on the bus may not always be the one you will sit next to for the whole ride.
It is an expensive mistake if you forget to tag off.
Getting on the wrong bus will make you feel lost but you can always get off and change busses.
Sometimes your bus will break down but break downs can always be fixed with a little effort.
Sometimes lots of people have ridden the bus before you but don’t let that stop you from enjoying the ride.
Busses are heavy machinery, getting hit by them really hurts, so caution must be exercised at all times.
If your bus is late, it is likely two busses will come at once.
When the bus is in motion, thoughts go round and round like wheels.
The first person you sit next to on the bus may not always be the one you will sit next to for the whole ride.
It is an expensive mistake if you forget to tag off.
Getting on the wrong bus will make you feel lost but you can always get off and change busses.
Sometimes your bus will break down but break downs can always be fixed with a little effort.
Sometimes lots of people have ridden the bus before you but don’t let that stop you from enjoying the ride.
Busses are heavy machinery, getting hit by them really hurts, so caution must be exercised at all times.
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Varelai Armstrong
George
In many directions the cat stretches
Before lying down on the mat
His fur glistens in the sunlight
Life is easy, making him fat
Then his nose twitches,
What does he smell?
A rat scuttles around the house
But soon it will be quelled.
He gets up slowly,
Crouches and takes aim,
Then when the moment is right
He runs with intent to maim.
But quickly he realises,
In him his owners have over-indulged
The rat runs too fast
For the cat and his belly-bulge.
He feels humiliated and mad
As he stalks back to the house
How could he be outrun and outwitted
By a creature as dumb as a mouse?
His owners sit on the couch
With a blanket over their knees
Up he jumps and wriggles around
‘Til into their blanket he can squeeze.
He feels warm and comforted
As his owners stroke his fur
Who needs stupid rats?
Purr purr purr purr.
Before lying down on the mat
His fur glistens in the sunlight
Life is easy, making him fat
Then his nose twitches,
What does he smell?
A rat scuttles around the house
But soon it will be quelled.
He gets up slowly,
Crouches and takes aim,
Then when the moment is right
He runs with intent to maim.
But quickly he realises,
In him his owners have over-indulged
The rat runs too fast
For the cat and his belly-bulge.
He feels humiliated and mad
As he stalks back to the house
How could he be outrun and outwitted
By a creature as dumb as a mouse?
His owners sit on the couch
With a blanket over their knees
Up he jumps and wriggles around
‘Til into their blanket he can squeeze.
He feels warm and comforted
As his owners stroke his fur
Who needs stupid rats?
Purr purr purr purr.
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