

A Cautionary TaleA Cautionary Tale for Young GirlsA Cautionary Tale
You will find as you mature That it is hard to be sure If a man is friend or foe Whether you should stay or go
He may be handsome; he may be kind Yet he may have other things in mind He may be clever, quick and bright! He may ask you to stay the night
He may be tall, dark and lean Yet in truth he may be mean He may shower you with gifts and love Yet something else is what he thinks of
There are better men out there Soft of voice and red of hair Humble though they may appear They are the


I Don't AskI Don't AskI Don't Ask
I don't ask to be popular Too much attention I don't ask to be in style My clothes fit me fine
I don't ask to be labeled or categorized 'Me' is the only label I need I don't ask to hang with the cool kids My friends are the coolest people ever to me
I don't ask to be a perfect student or a teacher's pet I do my best and get the grade I get I don't ask to be able to do fifty chin-ups in P.E. I'm happy being able to do any at all
I don't ask to listen to the newest, hippest music I love The Beatles, and half of them are de


TornTornTorn
My loyalty is truly torn Between the evening and the morn And love is never easy Or so they say
Creature of the night Awake until all hours of first light Angel of the dawn Feel the dew-soaked grass of the lawn Both so simple, so pure For my ailment there is no cure
My loyalty is truly torn Between the evening and the morn And love is never easy Or so they say
Shredded heart ripped in two Whatever am I to do? The dark so cool and calm The light I can hold in my palm Both have their loveliness  


Passion: Hector BarbossaWhat winds, what salty water sprays that thou wilt not feel? O' strong listless love, hast thou ne'er seen the sun and felt it's yellow rays? Why thou hand so cold stays? A strong black tomb your home makes; Torn coal-black sails Your wave breaks scares yon' whales. Wan and hunger'd love; Thou so very cold?Passion: Hector Barbossa
Hellman's fate art gent'ler than this demon-life torment into our world sent by Heathen Gods, a world of gold as unholy legend told and thy lust thy greed punished by curse.
O' thy curse, thy blood, longing of humanity. Was thy gre
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never knew they made spicy salads!
it was shocking
yet yummy
like you
only less fluffy
m kinda used to the fluffy taste in my mouth now <3
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never knew they made spicy salads!
it was shocking
yet yummy
like you
only less fluffy
m kinda used to the fluffy taste in my mouth now <3
I meow for jou =3
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