State
Red sky rain empty
The land is utterly parched
State the obvious
In a right old state
Wondering who I have been
What I gave to life
Babies to protect
Willy Wagtail states his case
Clear in black and white
Tell
Tell me you love me
Tell me again and again
And I'll climb mountains
You would tell on me
Give away all our secrets
You rotten fibber
Tittle tattlers tell
Totally untrustworthy
Tempting tough tactics
Wish
Wishes ain't fishes
They are not horses neither
And I'm a beggar
Wishes can come true
They just take years of study
And really hard work
Old Chinese proverb
Be careful what you wish for
It may well come true
The key to her heart
Only one on silver chain
Five copies at home
Only
A true sense of self
Honed through the darkest of nights
Only the lonely
Only the first child
Needs imaginary friends
Second has the first
The key to her heart
Only one on silver chain
Five copies at home
Five copies at home
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