I wish you would Just tell me you hate me. So then we hurried up, and ran As fast as we could run, To get there just as school began. But after 5 years of looking, and hopng against hope, I found her six years ago. I know I wont end up alone, But being single and 35 is not a game.
A fox who lived nigh To the tree saw her fly, And to share in the prize made a vow!
Hopelessness happens. He declared an immediate media blackout. She was cunning, he knew, But so was he, too, And with flattery adapted his plan; For he knew if she'd speak It must fall from her beak. But I never was able to get a hook into him.
But mainstream success has other traps. I ask little Liza to marry me.