There once was a man from Uck-A-Duck,
Who found out a way to play his luck.

With his pet duck he would oysters shuck,
And hide bills, ***** and playful stuff.

Along street-vender's who don't give *****,
Stop by his shells and play your luck.

No matter you have money or any bills,
You'll play along with the ducking thrills.

If you win or lose suppress your chills,
You'll be another one of these oyster kills!

Panda's are beautiful when they sneeze which goes "squeak", Aloft her days so innocent amd meek.

Panda's are beautiful when they're fierce without end, Finding new pathways making "No Exit" signs bend.

A Panda knows it's beauty by the rush of the leaves and the wind behind it's ear, Even though it's cold at times there's always a Tiger near. But one Tiger watches each year, And sees every tear, Without hesitation he draws near.

And time passes and leaves fall, Seemlessly with no worries at all. And footsteps cross, change, end but retrace to join on adventures again. Oh the meaning of something so small, Night comes and covers them all.

And again the wind blows across her ear,
But this time making her warm, Cause he growls for her and pours his Tigerish words along the wind in hopes that they might reach something dear.

The rustle in the midnight when no wind blows, As silence becomes them something is found. Something small, the Tiger picks up, but bigger than her heart. It's the key that unlocks everything, It was laying on the ground, Nothing is left un opened as the wind through her heart shows.

She loves him and he has always returned it. Though rain may force it's meaning to change, It only defines deeper the warmth of the wind...

Panda's are beautiful when they sing the wrong notes, The right ones, the flat ones or completely different song. They'll reach his heart deeply as they rustle along!

This morning is a flower,
And I await to be showered and towered,
Every beauty under this coward sun that has nothing against the brightness of the smile you give me!

Oh how I could pay,
Attention to you er'day,
As our feelings rise and lay,
Goodnight sleeps each day,
I'm slain x_x........ like a dotted tear from my eye,
Not sadness but joy arise.
Each . another step that flies,
Every few ....... a journey!
Until ... everything ... comes ... together and I'm left with  

    
                                     but you!

As I stand at the edge of every second of my life,
Screaming my name as if it's worth my time,
Within the burgundy of steel and wheels,
Were hands once dry as a heart showed it's sign.

Worth my time is the struggle in the night,
It was worth my time to try and make things right.
Worth my time is a heart in need of me,
It was worth all of mine to carry all of thee.

Echo's of memories as vagrant as you now,
Like a song understood even without words,
I'm still screaming a name as if it's worth it,
And off the mountain's echo, yours is heard.

I've walked these miles too far without a fountain to pour my love,
And the streams from which I drink seem so far from up above.
A heart I see sometimes broken from the storms that doth blow,
The only thing worth my time is to express them to one I know!
Sleep sideways or down, as the comfort of your bed is amiss,
I'm holding you with every breath that I take and don't worry, it is my bliss.

Worth my time is a heart filled without,
Love!
Down hard taken roads there is forgiveness,
Dove!
Worth too much to handle is it's much amazing worth,
I'll gladly walk with you as we travel along this earth!

Now before we get de-railed from the tracks of our bed,
let's prepare our bags for dream station ahead.
My carry-on love, with a you on my side,
Goodnight my sweet, now come along for the ride!

It took my love, It took me down
Called my inside to be found
And I saw my reflection in the mirror of your face
Till the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I write what's changing the ocean inside?
Can I hold the reasons for my life?

Mmm, mmm, mmm

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes it bolder
Even music gets older and I'm getting older too

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes it bolder
Even music gets older and I'm getting older too
Oh, I'm getting older too

Awh, take my love, take me down
Awh, you called my inside to be found
And if you see my reflection in the mirror of your face
Well, the landslide brang it down

And if you see my reflection in the mirror of your face
Well, the landslide brang it down
Oh, the landslide brang me down

Don't close your eyes,
Although you despise.
The reaction of my generation,
Amounts to nothing in many lives.
Few have seen the lies of these lives,
And fewer can mend what we've contrived.

Many think they can, but everyone knows:
A damaged hammer cannot fix another,
And those whose hearts are short of truth,
Can only infect each-other.

The lies of the eyes contrive skeems like spies,
Who all report back to the unseen eyes!