Oh Lydia, why does thou brow furrow?
Whap happened to the love weez used to share?
Smoking ruins, abandoned cities all that remains
monuments of happier times
when weez would skip through the park
yooz hand in mine,
weez would ride down the slide together.

Remember when yooz had upset stomach
and me went straight to the store
to buy you Tums?
Yooz diarhea stopped, but so did yooz heart,
it seems that which once flowed
has gone numb.

Lydia, oh me Lydia,
me feels like Robert Smith from the Cure!
Singing Pictures of YOoz,
oh how me feels blue.
That weez love is no more.

Weez love was like a pizza,
saucy and cheesy,
with many slices around.
But now it's gone stale,
and mold grows everywhere,
and the crust is gone to the dogs.

Oh lydia.. what a spicy pizza pie weez made!

(sheds tear)

Thank yooz for the memoriez

I must say, Ferd!! i really adore your style!! Its ao whimsical!!

thank yooz mountain. yooz a very lovely spirit

Hey Ferd the poet, Well all things considering, robert smith was cool in his time and pizzas come and go,
but new ones are always being invented and robert smith may still yet make a comeback

Meez stomach is all good now thanks for sharing that with the rest of the forum...is nothing sacred anymore?? LOL

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well alriiiighty then

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maybe if me looked like that....

then Lydia would finally love meez!