I'll Be A Good Friend
I may not be perfect Or good looking to boot But i'll be a good friend Right down to the root I may not have money Or a fast car But I'll be a good friend The best by far I may not dress...
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I may not be perfect Or good looking to boot But i'll be a good friend Right down to the root I may not have money Or a fast car But I'll be a good friend The best by far I may not dress...
I'm singing the blues, About my life: I'm a good for nothing singer Who left his wife. I'm growing old and sad, With balding grey hair, Yet nothing scares me more Then a crazy nightmare.
Tell me something That stands the test of time Something that is diff'rent Something I can call "mine" Make it special, beautiful and strong Just like your personality Something I've loved for so...
Our @misslittleDHP Was sending hugs quite freely But with arms not so strong She wouldn't last long At the Opuss convention you see Then a girl from North California Said, 'Listen Kim, I warn ya If...
Staring into the face. A story shall unfold. It's blind to misery. Happiness is now told. Each contoured bone. Has a memory there. Shedding just a few. When it's time to bare. The eyes have glory.
Coolness as I close my eyes. Freshness comes as a surprise. Welcome break from stifling heat. Take the weight from aching feet. Afternoon will just roll on. At least the bloody headache's gone.
Reposting for @Nom 's #twistedOpuss idea As I lie here, letting thoughts wander... Your warmth caresses me, Your scent comforts me, And nothing can hurt me.
He rode in on a stallion, With hair as dark as night, A grey-eyed, pale-skinned mystery, Who seemed to bend the light.
I ran for the Chapstick mom keeps in her purse. My lips were so chapped that they couldn't feel worse.
Whenever I'm inspired I pen a little note, And read through all the words that I have somehow wrote.
Came in Like a storm And made me fall. Head over heels. Called a name Like that of a doll, And can never seem To not know it all. You aren't good For me, Not bad either. What else but a hex.
My life has it is A complete mess Whatever you throw I will try my best It may not be easy But damn I'll try To outweigh these bad thoughts Beneath me they lie I struggle to find The strength...
They always told me guard my heart For that is where my lifeblood starts. I learnt that lesson the hard way round, Learnt that moral with a frown. So I made a promise grave, Not to be their open...
doubt any of you noticed, doubt anyone ever noted, the lack of poems from me, normally I do them with speed, writing for me is normally a need, I guess I just lost my dreams, nothing inspired me, to...
My sofa is no good for me Ultra paradoxically It seats four people, so stretch out Room for all, without a doubt It's leather, black and super cool But to take a seat you'd be a fool For if you sit...
Shiny teapot, short and stout Water in, tea comes out In a single, steady flow.
*warning, I'm a bit annoyed on this front. Sorry!* 'follow me' - you're needy, 'like my stuff' - I might, 'read this' - on my own work, 'look here' - I'm trying to write.
Must admit to getting worried To where have all Opussians scurried.
The rain it pitters and patters to the ground Making the most peacefull sound I watch it fall From the sky so tall Into puddles and pools It slips and drops It drips and drools It falls it...
Here's a riposte to those who repost And fair to say, it's good when you 'host' The work of others, dropped in our feed But remember, to repost is a want not a need Do it too often and it loses it's...
A peal of laughter. Pierces the air, Shattering the silence, Without a care. Silence is golden Hanging above, As quiet as a mouse, As peaceful as a dove.
When your soul is listless, wan and weary and you know not what to do; You need a lift, a comfort zone, to sink and curl into...
The ending is upon us, Falling with the rain, The apocalypse is near, To wash away our stain. Our doom is slipping closer, Falling from the skies, With no way to stop it, Despite efforts of the wise.
My two cute kittens Make everyone coo So let me tell you About my two. First there's Dora Who's fluffy and black And certainly in energy She doesn't lack.