Soft and gooey, or
Hard and **** --
This delicacy owns my heart

He was a rat, she was a rat
down in one hole we did dwell
both were as pale as a witch's cat
they loved each other well.

He had a tail, she had a tail
both long and fine
each said 'yours is the finest tall
in the world, except for mine.'

He smelt the cheese, she smelt the cheese,
they both said it was good.
both remarked it would greatly add
to the taste of our daily food.

He went out, she went out,
I saw them go with pain
what happened to them i never can tell
for they never came back again.

Why is it everytime I see you I skip a heart beat and loose a breath?
No matter how much we try I know,
We won't Forget each other till Death...
Silence is all we have Now...
And I still remember the day When we Said Our Last 'Ciao'...

When I Close my Eyes, I see a picture of Us Laughing...
Was that really Us? Now I am doubting...
I look back and miss those Memories
And we both knew, we were like Mac and Cheese...

So now here we Are
Somewhere really really Far
After all that we promised each other this all seems Bizarre...

Dear diary;
I ate a whole
wheel of cheese
for dinner tonight.
Regret nothing about this-
at least, not yet.

I live a synthetic life.
Fabricated are my thoughts.

My feelings are plastic;
Brittle, though they are strong.

I can feel however I want to feel
And do whatever I like.
This, my friend, is the beauty
Of living a synthetic life.

It's why if I would like to speak with god,
I may do it lysergically.
And it's why I've never felt an ounce of pain,
Not even during surgery.

If I want to be the king,
I don't even need a throne.
All I need is a tiny bit of powder up my nose.
And with the pills that I may buy
With my synthetic money.
I may feel synthetic love,
Even alone;
How funny.

I know a guy that smells like kyarn
Like he's been working in ******
knees deep out on a farm

his hair is long and *****
he's unaware of a brush
But he seems to be happy
and I keep looking for him to flush

He eats the little squirrels
He shoots out of the tree in the yard
he says five makes a meal
I say he's a ******

I have to take him seriously
Sometimes it's really hard
his nose is always running
One day it ran too far

I always get a belly laugh
When he tries to confess his love
I just start praying, Mercy
Have mercy from above

Faraway moon
as a young child
I could see your smile
taste your cheese
see your old man
touch you with my finger

Fascinating moon
as a young adult
I could sense your pull
bathe in your romantic beams
pledge my love
reach for the stars!

Most faithful moon
in my waning years
as life's orbit decays
I am in awe of your loyalty
amazed by your true colors
reassured by your changing tides

Continue to reflect life's light
as other young children
see your beautiful smile
taste your curious cheese
see your kind old man
touch you with their imagination...

Continue to inspire us
as other young people,
sense your magnetic pull
luxuriate in your romantic beams
pledge their undying love
explore the universe!

Most faithful, fascinating, faraway moon