i want to be normal with you in a mad world with mad ladies
i want to be normal with you i want the white picket fence
with you perhaps the one point three children with you
i would fit you a bow tie every day
polka dots anchors little bats on them
you would let me because you love my
white wig and i would let your voice
soothe me over and over
in a world where we can never have
normal but it is even better to have
you than have normal
and i think for this
abnormal occasion
i shall give you a baby
blue lamborghini
or maybe a yolk-yellowyellow rose
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yellow roses are my favourites. also for the smell of them. and white ones (when they seem to have a green center tint, a few of them together, are really something special) and orange. not fond at all of red or dark pinks.
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Poetrymy personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me