God-forsaken Is Beautiful, Too.

Love Poem ـــــــــ It's So Nice To Wake Up In The Morning All Alone And Not Have To Tell Somebody You Love Them When You Don't Love Them Any More.

I Don't Know These People And They Aren't My Flowers.

A Boat O Beautiful Was The Werewolf In His Evil Forest. We Took Him To The Carnival And He Started Crying When He Saw The Ferris Wheel. Electric Green And Red Tears Flowed Down His Furry Cheeks. He Looked Like A Boat Out On The Dark Water.

Because You Always Have A Clock Strapped To Your Body, It's Natural That I Should Think Of You As The Correct Time: With Your Long Blonde Hair At 8:03, And Your Pulse-lightning Breasts At 11:17, And Your Rose-meow Smile At 5:30, I Know I'm Right.

Her Sunny Side Was Always Up.