Family
I will arise and go now, and go to Amy's house.
And some babybeds placed there, of wood and cotton made.
Thousand sonic baby will I have there, a room for the kids play.
And live angrily with the kid's - loud noise.
And I shall have some fun there, for fun comes dropping fast
Dropping from the love of Amy Rose to where the love song sings.
The stage is all fans, and noon a bunch of children
And evening full of food - smells bad
I will arise and go now, for always years and centuries
I hear Amy and children laughing with idiotic sounds
While I stand in front of them, or in the garden green
I hear it in deep heart's core.
To come to think of it, I want a divorce.
