Joe's girl is big... She's got jowls and big hams for thighs...

Poor thing

Who knows where she finds those jeans.

Her little

What once was empty,
Is now whole,
What once was broken,
Now repaired.

Your eyes,
They shimmer like the stars,
I look into

Northern Lights

He spoke, uncertain, as one must

Who speaks a foreign tongue.

Yet in his voice was poetry

And love was

Questioning myself

Seeing if it's true

Is this love that I'm feeling

Imagining your face

Facial expressions too

You

I've locked my keys in my car again,

Third time this week.

I'm late for my meetings

I look like a geek.

There is absolute