The world has slowly disappeared
Where he and I unite
His eyes look deeply into mine
How loving he can be.
His lips who kiss me so tenderly
Like a bow touching the snares
of a fine-tuned violin,
vibrating in my heart.
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Come; let me fry a pork-chop now
Make a salad to my taste
The potatoes peeled, oh what a joy
How hungry can I be?
The chop perfectly tender
The gravy brown, just right
A perfect meal in perfect time
How happy it makes me.
Everything in time, on time
How boring life can be
I want a little disarray
Mayhem at five past three