The1TheOnlyJP
10-31-2008, 09:54 PM
The troubles of the world,
Reflect in my eyes.
Feelings of turmoil,
Begin as no surprise.
This dark nightmare appears,
Almost seemingly endless.
Suddenly I hear cheers,
Roaring in the distance.
We love Goldie Baker!,
They repeat over.
We love Goldie Baker!,
Could it really be her?
My mouth stretches with joy,
Yes, yes, yes it is!
Out comes her hand so coy,
She then says "Here, have this."
Now in my hand rests my,
Favorite treat to eat.
No, not blueberry pie,
Nor cereal of wheat.
It's oh so delicious,
And yellow for Pete's sake.
Moist with creamy frosting,
No doubt vanilla cake!
Vanished as if a fad,
Are my fears and frights.
At least, until I've had,
The very, very last bite.
Reflect in my eyes.
Feelings of turmoil,
Begin as no surprise.
This dark nightmare appears,
Almost seemingly endless.
Suddenly I hear cheers,
Roaring in the distance.
We love Goldie Baker!,
They repeat over.
We love Goldie Baker!,
Could it really be her?
My mouth stretches with joy,
Yes, yes, yes it is!
Out comes her hand so coy,
She then says "Here, have this."
Now in my hand rests my,
Favorite treat to eat.
No, not blueberry pie,
Nor cereal of wheat.
It's oh so delicious,
And yellow for Pete's sake.
Moist with creamy frosting,
No doubt vanilla cake!
Vanished as if a fad,
Are my fears and frights.
At least, until I've had,
The very, very last bite.