• they say whiskers and pony's can kill the be sting.
    that kettles and mittens numb the dog bite.
    But as I sit here and watch you
    nothing can ever make this right.

    You, up on stage,
    where everyone can see.
    I, in the audience,
    want you for only me.

    Is it selfish to envy
    is it pathetic to mourn.
    Is it pitious to cry.
    When your heart is torn??