Chocolate chips creamy cheese cake, chum,
Chilled with chunks of chopped cherries in ***.
Try chilly chips with saucy chops,
Or chicken cheeseburgers with spicy chips.
It's chef's chic choice hmmm....

Sweet dreams are made of cheese


Sweet dreams are made of cheese;
Who am I to offer you brie?
I’ve travelled the world on a sea of fleas;
Everybody is looking for Sunday.


Some of them want to feed you!
Some of them want to get fed by you.
Some of them want to amuse you.
Some of them want to be amused.


(Long instrumental…)


Sweet dreams are made of cheese;
Who am I to offer you brie?
I’ve travelled the world on a sea of fleas;
Everybody is looking for Sunday.


Some of them want to feed you!
Some of them want to get fed by you.
Some of them want to amuse you!
Some of them want to be amused!!!


I wanna kangaroo, to amuse you.
I wanna know what’s inside that stew.


Moving home; I keep moving home.
Moving home; I’m moving hooommme.
Moving home; I’m moving home.
Moving hooooommmme!!!


(Long instrumental…)


Sweet dreams are made of cheese;
Who am I to offer you brie?
I’ve travelled the world on a sea of fleas;
Everybody is looking for Sunday.


Some of them want to feed you!
Some of them want to get fed by you!
Some of them want to amuse you,
Some of them want to be am-----used----!!!


I’m gonna peekaboo and amuse you.
I’m gonna know what’s inside!!
Gonna peekaboo and amuse you.
I’m gonna know what’s inside,
Stew…


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

"Yeah shes in the hospital"
"Dont say anything though..."

How could you say that to the only person who truly cares?
One who could always make me smile, or feel light as air,
she may not mean what you think, so pull up a chair.

Laughter and poor taste, leave all to gather, and much to waste
time, money, and all that matters,
but when you feel such joy with 'just' a friend,
"Dont say anything though...", really is just a punch to the liver.

At 2am he asks me how I am
I avoid the question by saying im in bed eating a bag of shredded cheese
I figured it would answer its self
I look into my brain, mental instability on the top shelf
He looks inside his to find what to say back to her-
“Is i️t cheddar?”
It’s mild- i️m wild ive got the heart of a child when they see a dog at the shelter
It’s my responsibility to fall in love with her
And him and you and everybody i see
Im a ******* pisces
Im going to wake up with cheese all over my ******* bed
My horoscope said “if you don’t swim for something, you’ll drown for anything”
Stop holding my head underwater
Go find pearl jam and have them call me daughter
And I’ll wear the shoe laces of a queen
Im a sane mother’s ******* despite the neon static in my head and the spiratic crumbs in my bed
“No eating in bed” they said
Then hit me with a shovel, plug the hdmi chord into my ear and watch my chemical dreams on the big screen in the neighbors backyard
Shove a joint in my eye as a thank you card and turn the volume up
Throw me in the back of a pick up truck
Then tape my hand to a gas guzzling motorcycle maybe it will help me sleep
Keep the helmet on the seat
No drinking for lent and on sundays don’t cheat
Beat me with a golf club sell me on stubhub
I might have a talent or two
But soon I’ll fall off of my thrown, theres something missing from my shoes
I find the white lines tied to a pipe
Seperating a head from a body
A shoelace in this case was worn by an undeserving daughter
Slaughtered by a helpful string
“Turn off that thing” the neighbors screamed
“Stop her mind”
**** was just getting good,  mind you
Rip down the screen, pull out my ear too
Put the shoelaces back on my shoe
Theres nothing to see here but a disturbed dream
With shredded cheese at the crime scene

Flabbergasted with its conglomeration of cheese and tomato sauce
Gobsmacked with the way its cheese drips down the bread.
With garlic lingering in every bite.
I love its sight.

Its succulent mozzarella makes me feel gold
But the thin crust ain’t that bold.
It’s crispy and gooey.
Asking me to take another sip of whiskey.

I devour it from inside out
Fearing that it rather make me stout.

Onions, tomatoes, cheese and pepperoni
Mushrooms, ham and macaroni
Serve me again
With extra cheese
If it may please.
-Khushi :)

The timid moon obscures itself
in shadows of intrigue.
Every night you wax,
a striptease of your soul.

The moon looks over all the stars
reflecting the light of an absent sun.
The cold night glows with wonder.
Though you are smaller than the stars,
the twinkles are minuscule in my eyes.

If you are the moon,
and the moon is made of cheese,
then why am I
cheesy so squeezy.