Born he,
The silent night,
Heavenly peace.
An angle!
What he seems.
Never been one so cold,
Never gone, he that old.
Nirvana wins dismissal of 'Nevermind' naked baby's lawsuit
Words of he is a sunshine in night,
What else could he write?
The words of his had no right.
A man; bohemian
Send upon,
Then blamed.
Happiness,
To him, never flamed.
Truth he spit,
Them made him ashamed.
Fireflies in sky; the star they cry
Oh, the twinkle of is guise,
Don't you get flattered!
His smile,the biggest of his lies
Never mind
A deal still left to make maybe,
He's long gone, thy, let it be.
He the one,
For the young one,
Whole Lot of love
Was it all that he need?