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The moonlight slipped in between the heavy blue curtains of Ms. Emma Loy's room and left a tiny trail of silver that crawled across her floor. Albert Claxton sat in the coal black room watching his beloved Emma rest, her crimson satin sheets the only color cutting through the dark. He gazed intently at his lover, admiring her raven hair and the way the satin draped delicately over her side- her soft, powder white skin exposed. Albert could sense her shapely silhouette, the curve of her naked ...

There once was a girl named Mary Who really wanted a canary. She went to the store But there weren't anymore, So she settled for a fish named Larry.

Two years. Two years since. Two years since you died. Well, to me. Lies, lies that's all you gave me. Lies and lines. Oh, those damn lines- promises of love promises of romance but empty- The embodiment of you, the metaphor of us... I gave my all, but you? You! You took my mind and twisted it. You took my heart and fed it to the dog.

The saying goes that the ugly duck will become a graceful swan but they're always confused when that beautiful swan still acts like a dorky duck.