You and Me
If you were a door, I'd be your bell
if you were a prisoner, I'd be your cell
If you were a Devil, I'd be your hell
If you were a bucket, I'd be your well
Door and bell or the prisoner and cell,
Devil and hell or the bucket and well,
They are read together because of their closeness;
And if one is missing, the other is useless.
Me and mom,
And mom and me
Are always read together because;
If you are'nt there I'll feel so helpless,
And if I'm not there You'll feel damn hopless!!!....
Copyright © Zoe Lambert | Year Posted 2009
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