Polar Bear
A white polar bear On a melting, barren land Stranded, needing help.
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A white polar bear On a melting, barren land Stranded, needing help.
Mr.Woodpecker, I think your strong. Your special peck is three times harder than a knock out. Mr.Woodpecker, I think your smart. You know exactly where to find food, and how to get it.
Little yellow bird Sitting on my window sill What a pretty sight.
A sparrow flies. Slow with heavy wings. He flies up so high. And tries to reach. The bright stars and the moon. But soon he falls. Wings breaking. And hits the ground. Full speed.
As I walked down the road today I suddenly realised I live.
From toes to my nose, That's how I like my duvet. No gaps for monsters..
Wicked cannot sleep, Thinking about wicked stuff, This is so much fun..
Feeling autumnal, Cold fingers fumble, Ripe chestnuts tumble..
Pieces of the same puzzle, But now our picture Tells a different story..
Outside dogs playing, welcome scene from cleaning house; rain, muddy floor again..
A long time ago, a scrawny boy with glasses Crept into my heart..
As the clouds roll in, Our souls disappear slowly What is he doing, Away from my loving arms?.
As the clouds roll in, Our souls disappear slowly What is he doing, Away from my loving arms?.
People always tell me I have to climb the stairs of life But what if I fall down?.
Wait away the days, Summer's coming closer now, But not close enough..
Rain has a way of making me happy. It washes away all of my worries and dreams. It just gives the feeling of nothing. To live in the moment. Rain has a way of shutting the world out.
I lack confidence, But there is something I have, A fantasic life .
Face of a franchise, legendary Pokemon, most common favourite..
They watch you Always always Run away.
That sets people free From the unwanted worries To follow our hearts.
Bake it or fry it, but you cannot deny it bacon is the best..
It passes, it flies Away with me Never to return.
Deft fingers of pain, wretched agonies cruel touch; named today, Lupus..
A samurai sits His head bowed, Katana dull Weariness calls him..