A Bother

In a bother

Not another

Want my father

And my mother

Where to hide

Where to go

Want my pride

I want to know

Why am I in such a bother

A Mage

I am the mage

I am of age

Let me engage

Into the best stage

Don’t disengage

Get more enraged

Raise that magic gage

I such a great Mage

Look At This

Look at this

Can’t you see

It is not how it is suppose to look like

Look at this

It’s so poor

I do not want to see it any longer

Look right here

I know right

Isn’t this a terrible vision

Look at it

What to do

This isn’t the right picture for you

Friend

My friend to the end

He’s Strong and Long

He’s Good like he should

He’s fun in the sun

And warm in the storm

My friend to the end

Eat

To eat

Or not to eat

That is not the question

Give into your obsession

No need for depression

Or oppression, to your confession of your impression for digestion

Eat your oppression, and your repression, for your succession

Your in the possession of a sweet sugary expression

So eat, eat, EAT!

A Treat

You don’t frown

It’s time for sweet brown

Chocolate

I cooked it myself

From a book on the shelf

It’s the best you’ll ever have from

Chocolate

Open you mouth

Let it flow south

Down to you belly boy

Feel the hot substance of joy