#squeal
When I think of happiness I think of yellow, but not just yellow. When I think of happiness I see tulips buzzing to life from all the bees that sang to them. I see rainbows and butterflies over a vast country land on a beautiful sunny day with horses neighing their hello's. The sight gives me a goofy feeling. This happiness, It's now tugging at the corner of lips, pulling them towards my ears until my cheeks hurt and then a sound of squealing as I reach a full blown excited-happiness overload
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
My life is a proverbial pigsty,
A ***** place.
And all I need is your love,
To cleanse me.
To purify me.
And to make me squeal.
Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 11:54 PM UTC
There once was a girl who loved bacon
The smell of it would start her hands to shaking
It's hard to define
She loved it divine
I once saw her chasing a swine
With fork and knife in hand
She was determined to eat that ham
But it ran to **** fast
I watched as it past
With her giving chase
To her it was just bacon with a face
She wanted that meal
Despite the pigs squeal
That poor pigs plight
Was a sad sorry sight
It was hard to imagine
What next happened
It turned and ate her instead
Now that ***** is dead
The End!
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
Melancholic pale moon, lovelorn shy ******
kept on peeping from her corner of the sky,
through the window we left deliberately open
knowing her curiosity, as detained ever, to be solitary.
Let her find out that we both didn't sleep
or remain quiet , not a moment, all night,
as the night sky responded vehemently
in celestial pyrotechnics to our delighted squeals.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 10:45 AM UTC