Shut Up,' He Explained.

He Looked At Me As If I Were A Side Dish He Hadn't Ordered.

How Can You Write If You Can't Cry?

Some Like Them Hot,some Like Them Cold. Some Like Them When They're Not To Darn Old Some Like Them Fat,some Like Them Lean. Some Like Them Only At Sweet Sixteen. Some Like Them Dark,some Like Them Light. Some Like Them In The Park,late At Night. Some Like Them Fickle,some Like Them True, But The Time I Like Them Is When They're Like You

Shut Up,' He Explained.

They Gave Each Other A Smile With A Future In It.