---as sung by Worth to his brother Mosco as he dances around his cage
Oh do not make fun of my squishy part
It just means I have a very big heart
I want to be kissed by all who see me
I want to be kissed on my big squishy belly
Daddy says my mommy's a freak
For actually writing about something so unique
I only have one thing to say to any who see me
I want to be kissed on my big squishy belly
I do not want a raspberry kiss
Those vibrations I do not miss
Please would you very much mind me
I want to be kissed on my big squishy belly
Do you think they'd make a pop song
It is not that it would be so very wrong
I would love the chorus refrain to be
I want to be kissed on my big squishy belly
A kiss on my head is all very fine
And no don't even consider my behind
Just flip me over on my back please
I want to be kissed on my big squishy belly
Now if you think my poetry is bad
I am not so very sad
Every day my mommy sees me
She gives me kisses on my big squishy belly
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Sunday, August 10, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Mr. Beans and Me
He's sitting on my shoulder
Tucking his body tight against my neck
Moving his head from side to side
Taking it all in.
Little, agouti, dumbo boy.
He's laid in partially dried white paint.
Whiskers on my cheek
Bruxxing in my ear.
I know I am home now.
My Mr. Beans is here.
Tucking his body tight against my neck
Moving his head from side to side
Taking it all in.
Little, agouti, dumbo boy.
He's laid in partially dried white paint.
Whiskers on my cheek
Bruxxing in my ear.
I know I am home now.
My Mr. Beans is here.
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