Monday Monday's feel like; A guitar with no strings A curry with no rice Honey without the bees Tv without electricity! Therefore it makes me without the energy!!!

Sleep Close your eyes Make sure they are sealed The dream has been offered Of corse you have dealed The space around you light Just like a marshmallow Eaten by a child, a woman Or any fellow The colours are mixed Mixed like a blur Blue, green, pink and yellow Together have been stirred Enjoy your time of relaxing Where anything could appear It is is called a dream It could be far, it could be near!

School The doors open The gates shut All day Feels like bad luck But you get to see your friends And get some sweets out the vends Learn about a load of stuff Go home for YouTube to buff Revise for an hour or two Yeah, I guess that's school for you!

You're The You're the salt I'm the pepper! You're the ice I'm the cream! You're the super I'm the hero! You're the heart I'm the beat! You're the girl I'm the boy! You're mine I'm yours!

I Love Opuss I L O V E O P U S S ! ! !