She wasn’t born on Valentine’s Day 

She was a cheerleader


not at the right time

little pigeon 

Three little pigeons 

She took great care 

Home covered in snow 

surrounded by tigers with star halos 

I can’t misuse Pedro’s magic 

And forget where the fireflies sleep 

Wednesday’s are for the beach 
Sunday’s for ice cream 

Did you see the smiling moon, 

sister mother, 

mother sister 

So much power 

In snow whites hair 

Everything is in my imagination, little mouse 

Sorry you’re uncomfortable 

sorry we’re not accommodating 

sorry you’re suffocating 

Recycle your soul

Hold on black swan, 

hold on