The golden rays of light penetrate the space between the leaves
On a nice cool autumn evening
As the students walk the courtyard

The boy waits for the her with flowers in his hand, his fingers twitching, toes tapping, waiting anxiously for this beauty to open her door

The man throws a disc to his fluffy companion whom charges to catch it with all his might in the open field of the park

The setting sun outlines the city in a bright orange glow as all the noises dim down to leave only a soft subtle calmness

When she lied
It was my fault
When she cried
It was my fault
When I lied
It was my fault
When I cried

Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is the most beautiful of them all
Is it that girl?
Is it her?
Is it maybe the one I've known for years?
Perhaps it is she, who captivated me and stole away my heart.
She is the twinkling in my eye.
She is forever shining bright.

Sigma sigma on the wall, who's the skibidiest of them all?
Is it Baby Gronk?
Is it Grimace?
Is it Skibidi Toilet?
Perhaps it is I, who rizzed up a level 10 Gyatt, and fanum taxed her heart.
She is the Chick-fil-A sauce in my McDonalds.
Forever griddying in Ohio.

After Lucky Dip Beliefs

Lucky Dip Beliefs by Spicy Digits
You say there’s nothing beyond,
Even though I seem so bright,
You’re right.

Life pulls me to and fro
While I struggle to interpret
Its enigmatic values.

Am I the king or the jester?
The soldier or the citizen?
The predator or the prey?

All I know,
Is that I don’t.