Friday, November 05, 2004
All I want is a room somewhere,Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Oh, wouldn’t it be loverly?
Lots of choc’lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin’ lots of ‘eat.
Warm face, warm ‘ands, warm feet,
Oh, wouldn’t it be loverly?
Oh, so loverly sittin’ abso-bloomin’-lutely still.
I would never budge ‘til spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone’s ‘ead restin’ on my knee,
Warm an’ tender as ‘e can be.
Who takes good care of me,
Oh, wouldn’t it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
All I want is a wireless-enabled laptop
And a treehouse, and
chewy chocolate-chip cookies and pink
lemonade to live on.
All I want is to
live in a house of books
And write ones to add
to them and
Win a Big Prize.
All I want are fifty babies
And to dance the salsa at my
seventy-fifth wedding anniversary
wearing red high heels.
All I want is to have
lots of pets, and
friends over for dinner
Twice a week.
All I want is to swim
in a clean, blue ocean
as much as I can, to
be able to see all the
stars in the sky at night and
To have enough flowers
to fill up a lawn, a house, a blazer
buttonhole
and the mailbox.
All I want are windows that really
open, roses that smell good,
laughter that comes from a belly and
watches you pass on for
generations.
Wouldn't it be loverly?
Mina at 11:41 AM
