Liza Loo

How many times can I say that I miss you? How many nights will I think "what would Liza do?" how many ways do I think of Liza? - as many and big as the sky is blue!!! but I'm stuck in here in Eustis, and you there, in N.Truroo...... ...Hey! why can't we all just live in a great giant shoe...??? - where stuffed animals dance and play the kazoo - where the bread tastes like chocolate, (topped with fluff too), and the walls are of bedspreads the 'babies' none too few, and there's a battery - powered flash - light for going to the loo.... there are crayons, papers, scissors, and pens construction paper, plenty of glue, + "please bring me some tea Da - Deee, ya know, the one you brew?!"... So what have I said and what can I prove?, Only that you are always in my heart, mind, and soul, my little Lizaloo