Simon Cowell

Little Box

Little Box, Little Box
Red and orange like a white-tail fox
Little Box, Little Box
I break out in sweat the way she walks
Little Box, Little Box
Looks like I have the Chicken Pox
Little Box, Little Box
The way I give it sends me shocks
Little Box, Little Box
Love laughs at me, the way it mocks
Little Box, Little Box
It opens and she talks
Little Box, Little Box
I love you, it rocks, it rocks.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Poem Edited: Monday, March 8, 2010

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Comments about Little Box by Simon Cowell

  • Tai Chi Italy (12/8/2009 10:48:00 AM)

    This is really cool! Thanks for making my day

    Brighter. Yeah! Getting out of one's box
    is such a good feeling! lol

    Smiling at you


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