mia's shenanigans
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens-
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
silvery white winters that melt into spring, these are a few of my favorite things
girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
brown paper packages tied up with string
these are a few of my favorite things
when the dog bites
when the bee stings
when im feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
and then I don’t feel- so bad.
I love you always forever near and far push it together everywher I will be with you everything I will do for you
Adelweiss, adelweiss, every morning you greet me
strong and bright
clean and white
you look happy to meet me
blossom of snow may you bloom and grow
bloom and grow forever
adelweiss, adelweiss
bless my homeland forever
eileen is on the phone
there is a small sneaky black winged insect flying around my head, maybe its my lotion or shampoo, that draws it to me instead of her. maybe its because she is picking at her big toe, and bugs find that unattractive. perhaps it fancies me because she is having a pointless conversation with a young boy about his "ushy gushy" or not "ushy gushy" feelings for a certain young girl, who is "ushy gushy" with anyone who will pay attention to the possibility of "ushy gushy"-ness between them. Maybe the bug is my lover froma past life, trying to speak to me in its little bug language, telling me that is still is madly in love with me and wants to try an interspecies relationship. Or, maybe it is someone I murdered in a past life attempting to drive me mad, and eventually causing me to commit suicide because of the obnoxious "bzzzzz" sound it makes. Its like a fly sound, only less important. Oh no, I hope the bug cant read what im writing. I may have guessed correctly about its identity and now it will kamakaze itself into my face, causing inevitable pore blockage and eventual zit. Damn the bug! damn the bug!
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
silvery white winters that melt into spring, these are a few of my favorite things
girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
brown paper packages tied up with string
these are a few of my favorite things
when the dog bites
when the bee stings
when im feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
and then I don’t feel- so bad.
I love you always forever near and far push it together everywher I will be with you everything I will do for you
Adelweiss, adelweiss, every morning you greet me
strong and bright
clean and white
you look happy to meet me
blossom of snow may you bloom and grow
bloom and grow forever
adelweiss, adelweiss
bless my homeland forever
eileen is on the phone
there is a small sneaky black winged insect flying around my head, maybe its my lotion or shampoo, that draws it to me instead of her. maybe its because she is picking at her big toe, and bugs find that unattractive. perhaps it fancies me because she is having a pointless conversation with a young boy about his "ushy gushy" or not "ushy gushy" feelings for a certain young girl, who is "ushy gushy" with anyone who will pay attention to the possibility of "ushy gushy"-ness between them. Maybe the bug is my lover froma past life, trying to speak to me in its little bug language, telling me that is still is madly in love with me and wants to try an interspecies relationship. Or, maybe it is someone I murdered in a past life attempting to drive me mad, and eventually causing me to commit suicide because of the obnoxious "bzzzzz" sound it makes. Its like a fly sound, only less important. Oh no, I hope the bug cant read what im writing. I may have guessed correctly about its identity and now it will kamakaze itself into my face, causing inevitable pore blockage and eventual zit. Damn the bug! damn the bug!