LAUGH

You can't stop,
Your sides are aching terribly and you're breathing hard,
But you can't stop.
The feelings around are sweet: cozy and friendly,
The voices fill the empty spaces in the room and the heart.
Slowly, slowly, you regain yourself through deep, heaving breaths,
You can't help but giggle, though.
Soon enough you're back to where you were before, voices ringing in the air.
You don't care about the pain,
You enjoy the merry moment while it lasts.
You enjoy your company,
You enjoy the joke,
And most of all, you enjoy the laughing!

Dance

You feel it,
You feel it as it plays.
The rhythm's at your feet,
The tune's at your voice,
And you have not a care in the world.
You're restless, all of a sudden,
So you start moving to the beat.
Soon enough, you have yourself dancing, carried away,
But you can't stop,
You don't want to.
Rocking yourself out,
Having a good time,
That's what you're doing,
And you love it.
The music becomes your world at that moment.
So you do what you have to,
You follow instinct,
You DANCE.

The ITCH

It makes me jump, it makes me twitch,
To know that I've developed an itch.
It starts at my head, tackles my hair,
My hand digs in to stop it there.
It misses my face, just to check,
I see that it has reached the neck.
Then I feel a sudden attack,
The Itch has pounced onto my back!
It slowly tingles down my spine,
What a terrible itch of mine!
It's at the hips, legs then feet,
I'm scratching at a certain beat.
A rhythm starts and I go wild,
Understand, this case ain't mild!
And as I scratched, it was odd rather,
Around me, people had started to gather.
I leaped and hopped, jumped about,
I twirled and swirled, ready to shout.
Finally, finally, the itch disappears,
I'm panting and sweating, but I jump up and cheer.
I see around, there's a crowd,
They hoot and clap, all aloud.
I am happy and they are too,
They applauded, and said "there's a good future for you!"
A future? Oh wait! Then I saw the chance,
What was my itch, others thought dance!

Parody : "No Air" (Actual by Jordin Sparks)

Listen up, girls and boys
Do you hear that hissing noise?
Thats the puncture voice
There's no air, no air
There's a gaping hole
And now my wheels won't roll
It's out of my control
No air, no air

Such sadness I feel
Just can't believe it's real
There's nothing in my wheel
No air, no air

Now feeling down in dumps
Can't even use the pump
Need to overcome this bump
No air, no air

We've replaced the valve
Now the wheels revolve
A problem we have solved
There's air
There's air!!!

 

The bliss.......

Relish the flavour
Savour it, remember it
The soft sweetness
The way it melts in your mouth
Uncomparable
Unreachable
Heaven on Earth
A true paradise
Ah! The bliss of chocolate....