Ten years is a very long, long time
Ten birthdays and their sad leavings
But I could manage though I think
If I just had paper and some ink
I'd also need my lovely muse with me
Without the days would surely drag
I'd need inspiration every single day
Or to McDonald's my mind might stray
And it would be so greatly appreciated
If I could bring some old glass bottles
For to the Soup I'd try to send my best
Post one please, I would be forever blessed...
I know I've over packed, but what's a girl to do?
My list of necessities somehow grew and grew...