Young Writers Society

We move like cagey tigers, oh
We couldn’t get closer that this
The way we talk
The way we walk
The way we stalk
The way we hiss
We slip through the streets
While everyone sleeps
Growing bigger and sleeker
And wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let’s go and throw all the songs we know...

Into the sea
You and me
All the years and no one heard
I’ll show in spring
Its a treacherous thing we missed you hissed the lovecats.

We’re so wonderfully
Wonderfully wonderfully
Wonderfully pretty
You know that I’d do anything for you.
We should have each other for tea
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up by the fire and sleep for a while
It’s the grooviest thing
It’s a perfect dream

Hand in hand
Is the only way to land
And always the right way round
Not broken in pieces
Like hated little meeces
How could we miss
Someone like this