A Piece of Cake

A piece of cake on a silver plate

Every one wants a morsel

Everyone wants the mouth-watering piece

But after every one has had their fill

And when the warm cake is gone

What do they leave behind?

The cold silver plate

~ For Xoxo ( and his 'mental' faculty)

You've Got Me

You've got me in stitches

You've got me in pieces

You've got me giggling like a little school girl

You've got me worried

You've got me pondering

You've got me thinking what to do with you

You've got me wondering where we go from here

It's plain

It's simple

You've got me