The World Is My Oyster
The world is my oyster I've heard it said
Not a fan of oysters how about chocolate instead
Or delicious french fries smothered in ketchup
For an omelette with home fries, early I'd get up
Do you feel a theme running through my words
Not addicted to the yummies, that's totally absurd
Granted they sometimes take over my thoughts
But so does kissing really like that a lot
Or even just sitting and gazing at the moon
With the love of my life, making me swoon
Guess what I'm saying is enjoy what you have
Some don't have anything makes me feel sad
How fortunate to know we're safe in our homes
Some don't know if their homes they still own
The bottom line is give thanks every day
Hopefully that will keep your troubles at bay
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