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

Self Harm

Do it

You blew it

You knew it

That you’d screw it

So do it

View it

And clue it

So next time you won’t screw it

So do it

Do it

DO IT!

GET THROUGH IT!

YOU BLEW IT!

SO DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!

Rain Abi Love

Rain on me

Rain me love

Let me see

Red above

I am sad

For too long

I’ll be glad

If you rain love strong

Poor James Argyle

There was James Argyle
Who lived a short mile
Was given a six pence
Sitting on a weak style
It was swallowed by a cat
As it plucked it from his cap
Nothing went lucky for James
So he had a little nap

SING

SING!
No I can't I don't feel like I can
SING!!
No, tonight I just don't have the
SING!!!
Stop, can't you see, I'm sad of every
SING!!!!
I don't feel like it, can't I wait till next
SING!!!!!
No I'm not happy, let me be
I'm allowed to be sad and free
I'll sing better when I feel better
You'll no when I send you a letter