Saturns lost dreams
By Gemini2012
his hair is made of Neptune,His eyes are made of dreams,He loves to stare at Venus,He Used to sit near the trees,Jupiter is his favorite,From all the other girls,But when he looks at Pluto,She takes him for a whirl,Mercury is his best friend,Who will be there till his end,Mars amoung all others,Is his next of kin,Saturn stands there silent,Looking at what she cannot have,In her dreams she's violent,For something she can't have Written November 17th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 10:19 PM PST, Melinda Hatfield 18 • 0 • 12
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"his hair is made of Neptune,His eyes are made of dreams,He loves to stare at Venus,He Used to sit near the trees,Jupiter is his favorite,From all the other girls,But when he looks at Pluto,She takes him for a whirl,Mercury is his best friend,Who will be there till his end,Mars amoung all others,Is his next of kin,Saturn stands there silent,Looking at what she cannot have,In her dreams she's violent,For something she can't have..."