Amy Jayne Poems

The glitter on his wings,
The sparkle in his eyes,
The pain in his face,
Why I have to think why,
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I remember reading a book about fairy tales,
I still think that men are as tough as nails,
I feel like I will be Cinderella one day,
Or maybe Sleeping Beauty in a bed I'll lay,
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You drift to me,
Like an eagle swooping down through the sky,
You come to me,
And you sit on my shoulder like a magpie,
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Come to my house after dawn,
Wait on the grassy lawn,
Till I open the door,
When you leave you'll want more.
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The flame flickering left, right, up and down,
All of these procedures completed without a sound,
A flame would succeed in what it could,
And whatever life would.
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When I fly away,
I'll bring you today,
With me you'll come,
Because I know your the one,
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Why do we need our T.V?
When we have a P.C!
It's just causing pollution,
But we do have a solloution,
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His nickname is jedward,
Because his last name is Edward,
He has a grey beard and grey hair,
And his wife, my grandma, they are such a pair,
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The leaves rustling underneath my feet,
The time that me and him will meet,
I am searching high and low,
Soon I'll have no-where to go.
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The happy birthday bells running through my mind,
Santa was very kind,
It's the day of my sweet sixteen,
The day which your all on my team.
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