when the birds fly north
and leave me quivering
in a pile of sticks it is only
you who’ll stay behind be-
cause even though they
say they care you are the
only one who doesn’t fly a-
way

i mean they could try all
they want but you are the
only one i’ll let warm my
eggs and lick my lollipop

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a/n: not looking for critique, because this comes straight from the heart and that's all that matters.

don't worry, if you die, i'll make sure boxy gets a boyfriend.