Burn candle burn give us some light
Deft little flickers are such a delight

Turn up the flame burn with desire
Let us all feel your pulsating fire

Watching your flame glow orange and red
Putting my hands up to your head

Basking in your warmth and heartening glow
As the crowd and the masses they cheer below

Burning with passion your light is aglow
The wisdom and energy it doeth bestow

Turn down the flame, its far too hot
We do not wish to exhaust you not

To have no warmth would make us cold
Without your fire what would be told

No more interest no more desire
Just a cold dark dank spent, funeral pyre

She smiles so happy, bright and cheerful
Lippy and trappy, she gives me earfuls

Her smile is big, her teeth are gappy
She loves to tell me, shut your trappy

She sings and dances and takes the stage
She wears cool clothes that are all the rage

She's blonde she's lovely, I love her lots
She is my daughter, Amber Watts.

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