Sparkle sparkle little twink,
Who the hell you are you think?!
I'm not under the affluence of inkahol,
As some thinkle peep I am,
But the drunker I stand here,
The longer I get!
My mum taught me this as a child, decide for yourself if you think it inappropriate for a small child... May go some way to explaining a few things tho!
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Free spirited but grounded, living in the UK, I write for myself, but enjoy sharing with like minded people. I hope you enjoy. All my work is original unless otherwise stated.
Their flickering light, They light up the night, And give off a cented smell. They give off some heat, Which warm up your feet, And your cold hands aswell.
This little white butterfly As pure as gold Has many secrets That've never been told. But maybe then It'd lose it's allure And thus wouldn't be All that pure..
She plays hide and seek with the sun From the moment it wakens Till the second its done For now the moon would take its place Where she'd play tag And the stars will chase..
Let me tell you a story, about a beautiful girl Feelings in distortion, niave to the world She sits there in wonder alone in her bed, Craving the image societys fed.
Whenever I daydream, And daydream I do; Whenever I daydream, I daydream of you..
A B C D E F G Gummi bears are chasing me One is black, one is blue The green one's eating by my shoe Now I think i'll risk my life 'Cause the red one's got a knife.
I often wonder Why there is an 'a' in wander. Dede do not delete this draft thnks.
Time moves on, Friendships fade, But I'll always remember, The memories made. ~Brownowl2012.
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