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
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