If you miss someone
You don't lack that person
You need happiness that person snatched from you.

I've a lingering scratch
In the throat,
An irritation
As I spoke;
I coughed, I choked,
And spewed out the last
Off-coloured joke.

There was a ringing
In my ear,
A clappering sound
You rang for years.
I blocked and stopped
And turned away
To silence the slurs
I refuse to hear.

I've black floaters
In my eyes,
The only colour
I surmise;
Other shades now subside;
I'm looking forward
With clear brown eyes.

I tripped the life fantastic
And fell upon my face
Was put into my place
And teased with silk and lace

Living la vida loca
Is a hard thing to do
Bit off more than I could chew
And sometimes i got *******

A ride on the fantastic voyage
Filled with *** and lust
Many hearts did I bust
Now my soul is full of rust

Eat drink and be merry
I was a huge fan
Was my master plan
But now I understand

The Beast slants in to the girl in yellow
Her brown eyes smile, as wide as her lips
With candles the light of the hall burns mellow
In dappled light Beast leads Belle by the hips

Across the whole majestic hall
The couples glide and slide like water;
The burnished flicker on the candle-light is tall
In its background, a million shadows saunter

Gold-gilded hands in spiralling dance
Like Catherine Wheels spinning on parade
The guests whirl in their waltzy trance
As billowing notes of the music cascade

Free at last, Beast recites his verse
It banishes the witches’ curse