Bonnie208

Professional Subscriber to Songbay
Bonnie208

SHE WAS AN AMAZING KID
INTRO (WITH WHISPERS AND ECHOES)
I’m her Biology, it’s understood.
She wants to come close and feel motherhood
She is nervous, not just because of me
but for many reasons, that are private and free,
so there…I am watching her, as I should.

I desire her so much, I do care
I love her so much, I want to be there
I am so nervous, she will go astray
She may disappoint me, but I hope nay
I do not think she betrays me elsewhere.

She was so good, she was much like butter
Utterly creamy, she came butterly
to me, one sweet day, and my whole life changed.
I became new again, felt sweet and strange…
My kid, my greatly beloved butter.

CHORUS
She was an amazing kid, she flew well
She smiled like rose flowers, she made me yell,
cry, made me feel powerful, all at once…
she was my bright, rich kid who made me dunce
walk like on glass…came back to me like spell.

BRIDGE
She made me laugh, dance, write, cry, feel the nude
She likes to walk, sunbathe like velvety…
Think she likes me pulling her ears with joy…
I wonder though if she loves that big boy…
I must keep writing till eternity.

That side of her life is gone forever
She’s now home, cooking, baking, whenever…
She is my little girl again, she’s well
She’s healthy, she’s crystal pink like seashell
She will be thoroughly missed, however.

CHORUS
She was the fair kid, who flew like life stars
She is now home to love her phones and cars
She loves the show-off in pink bikinis
She’s my amazing kid who loves genie…
I walk like glass with her, like moving stars.




BRIDGE
She loves rich, fresh kitchen extremities
She has a desire to be gritty
She loves to sail on, focused in herself
She is a girl, all about her rich self
I must keep writing till eternity.


I wanna play golf with you; I know you
love school and Fine Art, I know you are true;
clever, brilliant, smart, intelligent, soft,
affluent, extravagant, so lofty
I really want to dance the night with you.

CHORUS
She stands next to femme statues she freely
made of me; she knows that I am real; she
knows I am her Biology, she wants
to come closer, she is ready for me.
She is my amazing kid, my Chi Chi.

BRIDGE
She was my serene Queen so wintergreen
and she loves her front cover magazines.
She loves big birthday cakes, so supercool…
She listens when she feels like it…that’s cool
I must keep writing on, in Quarantine.

She has a desire for tomorrow
a time travel kid built for tomorrow
I desire her so much, I love her
I will just do it again and have her
How much joy we have, is in tomorrow?

CHORUS
I remember today like something proved
twenty-one long years ago, when I moved
into this apartment…times are chilling.
She loves Bora Bora with family
She is my amazing kid, I’m unmoved.

BRIDGE
She loves clothes and loves her wholesale retail
She likes to dance, read, swim, bake, drive, fly, sail
She loves fresh richness in lush Hotel suites
She likes to show-off exceedingly, sweet…
She loves to travel, and I love to scale.




I have written all my life, my golden
writings, began at a young eight years old
with comprehensions; my first novel sphere
was at eighteen in Ely, Cambridgeshire.
I will write till eternity unfolds.

CHORUS
She’s an amazing kid, who loves cow milk
bikinis, she loves beaches and white silk
She loves the show-off on powerful yachts
She loves pictures on yachts with topknot
She loves Santa Barbara’s buttermilk.

BRIDGE
I was straight A student in History
and Geography, which was mystery…
She’s talented, soft, a genius in Art
She loves writing, fashion and a la carte
I must keep writing historically.

I wonder…and as I look at a tree branch…
Would you ride on a camel on my ranch
with me? I have wanted to ride forthwith
on camels, what about horse riding with
me, on my rich Neverland Valley ranch.

CHORUS
One day, she flew to Japan blissfully
as a minor, a formidable pull,
but she was fine, I was not on a spoon…
Does she walk like the signature moonwalk
Does she love a boy in all watchfulness…?

BRIDGE
She’s an amazing kid, who came back home
She has so many friends like Honeycomb
What does she think of the Michael Jackson’s
latest Vevo album simply known as
“A place with no name”, I feel like a pome.












She knows who I am, her forget-me-not.
Makes it easier, somewhat a fusspot
to pull her pretty ears, to kiss her ears
to listen to me…of course not…I fear
She rarely would give me a listen not.

CHORUS
In a world with golden lies and meany,
We seek success within ourselves…genie…
and family tree and true descendants.
She loves fresh rompers and rich gold pendants
She loves floral rompers, white bikinis.

BRIDGE
She looks sexy in khaki coverage
and loves real rich gold in secured storage
She flew into Japan as a minor,
was of great concern to my eyeliner,
but she was my Tokunbo, my sandwich.

I have been in much worse nye prophecies
but I’m good, I do wonder if she’s high,
she has an eye to kiss…she kisses good
when it is her daddy; could babyhood
ever love, a blue boy who loves her pie.

CHORUS
She has many friends and all I wonder
is, if I will ever see her wonder…
you are ingenue, a cock-a-doodle-doo
I love writing and fashion, just like you
I know you’re good, my little sweet thunder.

BRIDGE
She has great looks and a dietician
I say timely things on repetition
I wrote my first full novel at the age
of eighteen years, in hot tropics backstage
It was for a children’s competition.












Wrote a children’s novel with adult mix,
for Regal Company in Ely nix
in Cambridgeshire, so that I seemingly
understand the show-off, exceedingly…
I just keep writing, like Economics.

CHORUS
We thrive much more within ourselves, within
our family bond, within our Sovereign
and goodness; I like your childhood bedroom.
I like your blooming birth floral playroom…
With kindness, wherever we find ourselves.

BRIDGE
She has her signature laugh and chuckles
You could not miss it…it’s like a buckle
as resounding as her family weight…
family tree line, she was my greatly
beloved, who came back home like suckle.

I love trophies and awards and winnings
Sadly, that side is not winning, spinning…
She smiled like rose flowers for remarriage,
She began as a glassy miscarriage,
but she is here now, with underpinning.

CHORUS
I love your natural jet dark silk bond,
voluminous, thick, lengthy hair I’m fond
of, and when you turn your hair, blonde…baby…
just as it was, when you were a baby,
just as it was, when you were born, a blonde.

BRIDGE
She plays tennis, like her daddy, so young;
She likes to walk, jump, set tables, amongst
many likes…she skips, horse ride, drives sports cars,
She must stay home and get ready for ma,
make big oval birthday cakes for sweet tongues..

SHE WAS AN AMAZING KID

GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL HIGH

INTRO:
You got your laptop on table,
I see you are a busy boy,
do not fancy tattoos but,
you are doing well, somewhat…
Is it me, you got on your back,
Was that the image I showed to you?
About the one-billion-year-old beauty
off the moon…
You portray me, as a Lady ancient,
I guess I am that formidable.
Mino my boy, you are,
Are you reading me, in Israel,
do you love my plausibility’s?
Or, is it just truly me, on your back…?
I like that, what you think of me.
You are a beautiful soul, my boy
I love this global earth, my dear.
but I think I will give you
the mighty Universe, because,
you loved me first,
because you love me.

You are doing so well,
You loved your boarding school,
In the lovely sweet Colorado,
I never had the privilege,
In my boarding school
I have never really heard
of the slave trade, even though,
I grew up in the tropics
but I am glad you could make it up to me,
you are a beautiful soul, my boy.
I like what you think of me,
I love this global earth, my dear,
but I think I will give you,
the mighty Universe,
because you loved me first
because you love me so,
I will give you, all of it,
because of yesterday
because the earth matters,
because of all the dreams, that we said
was yours and mine.

ECHOES: Let me glance beyond the stars, this is where we are, it is in our EARTH’s song. Now I know, I cannot sing without fire burning in me. Now, I know it is going to be uniquely beautiful, a beautiful High.

You got your folder, you got your papers,
You got your Herbal tea,
In this time and era of viruses and epidemics
You got your smart, smooth grey jacket
You are more precious than any pearl.

CHORUS
Gonna be a beautiful high
Gonna fall in love with you again, High one
Just like in Liberian girl production
Gonna change my world with you
Gonna call you, as you call me, always.

BRIDGE
Gonna be a beautiful High
Gonna love you all the time
Gonna love you, my Liberian boy
You are a beautiful needed soul
I love your directing and it is a wrap.

ECHOES: I love your punks, I love the way you punk me, I am glad it is all a punk, for it must be a beautiful High. Could not make a beautiful thriller without you.

Mino is learning a lot about viruses
He has a new office, he has questionnaires
He has his socks, shoes, and yellow thriller waistcoat
He has his desk and soft firm leather chair
It is a woman to man super simple experience.

CHORUS
Gonna be a beautiful high
gonna be no secrets in this closet, High one
the desire is real, the door is unneeded
cast the spell in the beautiful high
cast the spell in this luxurious limousine.

BRIDGE
You know that your place is high
your place is high and committed
gonna be about love and romance
all about blood on my side, blood in me.
all about escapism, all about you, High one.

ECHOES: Be the ghost of jealousy, be the light of the world. I know it is going to be a beautiful High. Let me dance to your needs. Let me pole dance to your rhythm.

GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL HIGH

NI SHI
VERSE 1
Ni shi, are you, ni shi, are you
ni jiehunle ma, are you married
ni shi wo de nuhai ma
are you my girl, are you, ni shi
ni piaoliang ma, are you beautiful

CHORUS
This song is dedicated to me and you
I love your smile, wo ai ni de weixiao
I love your teeth, wo ai ni de yachi
I love your beautiful eyes, ni shi, ni shi
Wo ai ni melli de yanjing, ni shi, ni shi.

VERSE 2
Ni hao tian ma, are you so sweet
ni zheme tianmei ma, are you this sweet
ni zong shi zheyang tianmei ma
are you always this sweet
are you, ni shi, nu hai, chu nu, ni shi.

CHORUS
This song is dedicated to me and you
I love your smile, wo ai ni de weixiao
I love your teeth, wo ai ni de yachi
I love your beautiful eyes, ni shi, ni shi
Wo ai ni melli de yanjing, ni shi, ni shi.

NI SHI


Latest Uploads

SHE WAS AN AMAZING KID
INTRO (WITH WHISPERS AND ECHOES)
I’m her Biology, it’s understood.
She wants to come close and feel motherhood
She is nervous, not just because of me
but for many reasons, that are private and free,
so there…I am watching her, as I should.

I desire her so much, I do care
I love her so much, I want to be there
I am so nervous, she will go astray
She may disappoint me, but I hope nay
I do not think she betrays me elsewhere.

She was so good, she was much like butter
Utterly creamy, she came butterly
to me, one sweet day, and my whole life changed.
I became new again, felt sweet and strange…
My kid, my greatly beloved butter.

CHORUS
She was an amazing kid, she flew well
She smiled like rose flowers, she made me yell,
cry, made me feel powerful, all at once…
she was my bright, rich kid who made me dunce
walk like on glass…came back to me like spell.

BRIDGE
She made me laugh, dance, write, cry, feel the nude
She likes to walk, sunbathe like velvety…
Think she likes me pulling her ears with joy…
I wonder though if she loves that big boy…
I must keep writing till eternity.

That side of her life is gone forever
She’s now home, cooking, baking, whenever…
She is my little girl again, she’s well
She’s healthy, she’s crystal pink like seashell
She will be thoroughly missed, however.

CHORUS
She was the fair kid, who flew like life stars
She is now home to love her phones and cars
She loves the show-off in pink bikinis
She’s my amazing kid who loves genie…
I walk like glass with her, like moving stars.




BRIDGE
She loves rich, fresh kitchen extremities
She has a desire to be gritty
She loves to sail on, focused in herself
She is a girl, all about her rich self
I must keep writing till eternity.


I wanna play golf with you; I know you
love school and Fine Art, I know you are true;
clever, brilliant, smart, intelligent, soft,
affluent, extravagant, so lofty
I really want to dance the night with you.

CHORUS
She stands next to femme statues she freely
made of me; she knows that I am real; she
knows I am her Biology, she wants
to come closer, she is ready for me.
She is my amazing kid, my Chi Chi.

BRIDGE
She was my serene Queen so wintergreen
and she loves her front cover magazines.
She loves big birthday cakes, so supercool…
She listens when she feels like it…that’s cool
I must keep writing on, in Quarantine.

She has a desire for tomorrow
a time travel kid built for tomorrow
I desire her so much, I love her
I will just do it again and have her
How much joy we have, is in tomorrow?

CHORUS
I remember today like something proved
twenty-one long years ago, when I moved
into this apartment…times are chilling.
She loves Bora Bora with family
She is my amazing kid, I’m unmoved.

BRIDGE
She loves clothes and loves her wholesale retail
She likes to dance, read, swim, bake, drive, fly, sail
She loves fresh richness in lush Hotel suites
She likes to show-off exceedingly, sweet…
She loves to travel, and I love to scale.




I have written all my life, my golden
writings, began at a young eight years old
with comprehensions; my first novel sphere
was at eighteen in Ely, Cambridgeshire.
I will write till eternity unfolds.

CHORUS
She’s an amazing kid, who loves cow milk
bikinis, she loves beaches and white silk
She loves the show-off on powerful yachts
She loves pictures on yachts with topknot
She loves Santa Barbara’s buttermilk.

BRIDGE
I was straight A student in History
and Geography, which was mystery…
She’s talented, soft, a genius in Art
She loves writing, fashion and a la carte
I must keep writing historically.

I wonder…and as I look at a tree branch…
Would you ride on a camel on my ranch
with me? I have wanted to ride forthwith
on camels, what about horse riding with
me, on my rich Neverland Valley ranch.

CHORUS
One day, she flew to Japan blissfully
as a minor, a formidable pull,
but she was fine, I was not on a spoon…
Does she walk like the signature moonwalk
Does she love a boy in all watchfulness…?

BRIDGE
She’s an amazing kid, who came back home
She has so many friends like Honeycomb
What does she think of the Michael Jackson’s
latest Vevo album simply known as
“A place with no name”, I feel like a pome.












She knows who I am, her forget-me-not.
Makes it easier, somewhat a fusspot
to pull her pretty ears, to kiss her ears
to listen to me…of course not…I fear
She rarely would give me a listen not.

CHORUS
In a world with golden lies and meany,
We seek success within ourselves…genie…
and family tree and true descendants.
She loves fresh rompers and rich gold pendants
She loves floral rompers, white bikinis.

BRIDGE
She looks sexy in khaki coverage
and loves real rich gold in secured storage
She flew into Japan as a minor,
was of great concern to my eyeliner,
but she was my Tokunbo, my sandwich.

I have been in much worse nye prophecies
but I’m good, I do wonder if she’s high,
she has an eye to kiss…she kisses good
when it is her daddy; could babyhood
ever love, a blue boy who loves her pie.

CHORUS
She has many friends and all I wonder
is, if I will ever see her wonder…
you are ingenue, a cock-a-doodle-doo
I love writing and fashion, just like you
I know you’re good, my little sweet thunder.

BRIDGE
She has great looks and a dietician
I say timely things on repetition
I wrote my first full novel at the age
of eighteen years, in hot tropics backstage
It was for a children’s competition.












Wrote a children’s novel with adult mix,
for Regal Company in Ely nix
in Cambridgeshire, so that I seemingly
understand the show-off, exceedingly…
I just keep writing, like Economics.

CHORUS
We thrive much more within ourselves, within
our family bond, within our Sovereign
and goodness; I like your childhood bedroom.
I like your blooming birth floral playroom…
With kindness, wherever we find ourselves.

BRIDGE
She has her signature laugh and chuckles
You could not miss it…it’s like a buckle
as resounding as her family weight…
family tree line, she was my greatly
beloved, who came back home like suckle.

I love trophies and awards and winnings
Sadly, that side is not winning, spinning…
She smiled like rose flowers for remarriage,
She began as a glassy miscarriage,
but she is here now, with underpinning.

CHORUS
I love your natural jet dark silk bond,
voluminous, thick, lengthy hair I’m fond
of, and when you turn your hair, blonde…baby…
just as it was, when you were a baby,
just as it was, when you were born, a blonde.

BRIDGE
She plays tennis, like her daddy, so young;
She likes to walk, jump, set tables, amongst
many likes…she skips, horse ride, drives sports cars,
She must stay home and get ready for ma,
make big oval birthday cakes for sweet tongues..

SHE WAS AN AMAZING KID

GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL HIGH

INTRO:
You got your laptop on table,
I see you are a busy boy,
do not fancy tattoos but,
you are doing well, somewhat…
Is it me, you got on your back,
Was that the image I showed to you?
About the one-billion-year-old beauty
off the moon…
You portray me, as a Lady ancient,
I guess I am that formidable.
Mino my boy, you are,
Are you reading me, in Israel,
do you love my plausibility’s?
Or, is it just truly me, on your back…?
I like that, what you think of me.
You are a beautiful soul, my boy
I love this global earth, my dear.
but I think I will give you
the mighty Universe, because,
you loved me first,
because you love me.

You are doing so well,
You loved your boarding school,
In the lovely sweet Colorado,
I never had the privilege,
In my boarding school
I have never really heard
of the slave trade, even though,
I grew up in the tropics
but I am glad you could make it up to me,
you are a beautiful soul, my boy.
I like what you think of me,
I love this global earth, my dear,
but I think I will give you,
the mighty Universe,
because you loved me first
because you love me so,
I will give you, all of it,
because of yesterday
because the earth matters,
because of all the dreams, that we said
was yours and mine.

ECHOES: Let me glance beyond the stars, this is where we are, it is in our EARTH’s song. Now I know, I cannot sing without fire burning in me. Now, I know it is going to be uniquely beautiful, a beautiful High.

You got your folder, you got your papers,
You got your Herbal tea,
In this time and era of viruses and epidemics
You got your smart, smooth grey jacket
You are more precious than any pearl.

CHORUS
Gonna be a beautiful high
Gonna fall in love with you again, High one
Just like in Liberian girl production
Gonna change my world with you
Gonna call you, as you call me, always.

BRIDGE
Gonna be a beautiful High
Gonna love you all the time
Gonna love you, my Liberian boy
You are a beautiful needed soul
I love your directing and it is a wrap.

ECHOES: I love your punks, I love the way you punk me, I am glad it is all a punk, for it must be a beautiful High. Could not make a beautiful thriller without you.

Mino is learning a lot about viruses
He has a new office, he has questionnaires
He has his socks, shoes, and yellow thriller waistcoat
He has his desk and soft firm leather chair
It is a woman to man super simple experience.

CHORUS
Gonna be a beautiful high
gonna be no secrets in this closet, High one
the desire is real, the door is unneeded
cast the spell in the beautiful high
cast the spell in this luxurious limousine.

BRIDGE
You know that your place is high
your place is high and committed
gonna be about love and romance
all about blood on my side, blood in me.
all about escapism, all about you, High one.

ECHOES: Be the ghost of jealousy, be the light of the world. I know it is going to be a beautiful High. Let me dance to your needs. Let me pole dance to your rhythm.

GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL HIGH

NI SHI
VERSE 1
Ni shi, are you, ni shi, are you
ni jiehunle ma, are you married
ni shi wo de nuhai ma
are you my girl, are you, ni shi
ni piaoliang ma, are you beautiful

CHORUS
This song is dedicated to me and you
I love your smile, wo ai ni de weixiao
I love your teeth, wo ai ni de yachi
I love your beautiful eyes, ni shi, ni shi
Wo ai ni melli de yanjing, ni shi, ni shi.

VERSE 2
Ni hao tian ma, are you so sweet
ni zheme tianmei ma, are you this sweet
ni zong shi zheyang tianmei ma
are you always this sweet
are you, ni shi, nu hai, chu nu, ni shi.

CHORUS
This song is dedicated to me and you
I love your smile, wo ai ni de weixiao
I love your teeth, wo ai ni de yachi
I love your beautiful eyes, ni shi, ni shi
Wo ai ni melli de yanjing, ni shi, ni shi.

NI SHI

CORONAVIRUS RECOVERY HERBAL PACKAGE

INTRO:
Some call it the Covid-19 virus,
some call it lethal Coronavirus,
some call it the chilling Chinese virus,
we could not tell where the virus came from,
it might have come from fatal careless splash
from a failed laboratory trial,
filth, or just about anywhere drastic;
it is mainly identical, to a
Fukushima tragedy, because of
its need for iodine, Prostaglandin.
Coronavirus is quite a thirsty
disease, badly in need of iodine.
Coronavirus, is a pathogen,
that dines on the Spleen, tightens the tummy.

Tightens the liver, from breathing concisely.
It is however, no different, from the
other viral; free radicals spiral
everywhere, infusions, herbs, herbal tea,
herbal drips, vitamins, fatty acids,
minerals, amino peptides, are all
quite good, for protective recovery,
but don’t forget, that honey has sugar,
needs to be taken with fatty acids,
the antidote, is in the soil, the trees…
the antidote is in leaves, in tonic…
have no fear, Nebuchadnezzar loved leaves,
fresh leaves and vegetables are healthy,
nutritious meals make us feel so yummy,

ECHO
Your wealth is your health, your health is passport.

If every doctor, nurse, health worker, staff,
patient, and everyone, is given one
bottle of vitamin C with B plus,
with hundred caplets in bottle, monthly,
there will be significant change in all.

CHORUS
Coronavirus recovery herbal
package, will mainly have fatty acids,
strong fibre nutrients, pancreatic
and kidney tonic, amino powder,
emmenagogue herbs, antitumor herbs.



CONTINUOUS BRIDGE
Adaptogen herbs, which is for calm, mood,
respiratory, cardiac and vision
regulation, when combined fruitfully,
an herbal package in red love box mail,
with deeper sign of silk red ribbon block.

Coronavirus, or you could unlock
It, as a Chinese virus, that does claim
severity, where there is dirt, toxins,
poisons and places without oxygen,
clearly, antioxidants are placid.

CHORUS
Coronavirus recovery herbal
package, will mainly have fatty acids,
strong fibre nutrients, pancreatic
and kidney tonic, amino powder,
emmenagogue herbs, antitumor herbs.

CONTINUOUS BRIDGE
Adaptogen herbs, which is for calm, mood,
respiratory, cardiac and vision
regulation, when combined fruitfully,
an herbal package in red love box mail,
with deeper sign of silk red ribbon block.

CORONAVIRUS RECOVERY HERBAL PACKAGE

DEEP RIVER WOMAN FRAGRANCE

INTRO
Beautiful, deep river woman of spring;
she wears her prince daily; her scent is that
of the Prince, and every spring’s bright morning,
she walks on land, to the river, with bag
containing stashed Brewer’s yeast concoction.
Perhaps, it will bring more health to people
of the riverside, who love perfection.
Who knows what other peaceful, natural
needs, the spring lady of the river will
bring with her, in time, joy and devotion.
Beautiful lady of the river thrill,
wears her Prince, her scent fills the air’s note.
She walks through her landscape gardens glamour;
towards the riverside, near her palace.

Once upon a time, there lived Abbey,
she was beautiful like a Banshee,
she had her own Prince
who kept things princely,
with fondly fragrances so chastely.

CHORUS
Deep river woman fragrance earthy
by Lady Nona Blanket; strongly
brings in deep flavours;
dreamy, creamy scents for her;
the result of lushful splashes spree.

The Prince loved fragrances so crisply
with basil mixed in cardamom tea.
He enjoyed closeness
with his sweet princess;
nature gave them greatness and beauty.






CHORUS
Deep river woman fragrance earthy
by Lady Nona Blanket; strongly
brings in deep flavours;
dreamy, creamy scents for her;
the result of lushful splashes spree.

DEEP RIVER WOMAN FRAGRANCE

INIMITABLE OYANNO

INTRO
Luxury was her, as she stood
in the air, in sea blue and white
sequins organza,
white beaded sheen dress,
her rich blonde hair, silky and sweet.

Her lengthy silk hair behind her,
she was the pure joy of the land;
brought with her, riches,
fear, respect, fortune,
prosperity, abundance too.

ECHO
She was the Lady Luck Princess,
reserved with treasures and well-being.

Once upon a time, there lived wise
Lady Princess, of twenty-five
years old, she was just
the beautiful, and
she was the prize, the vibes, the spice.

Inimitable existence,
she was of milk ghost appearance,
she loved organza
sheen tops, and skirts stun;
white sequins and white bead details.

She loved brushing her blonde silk hair,
her hair brushed backwards, like a spell;
had the tiniest waist
ever seen acclaimed,
her portraits were fair, rare, daring.

One of the most youthful pictures
Oyanno’s taken, in florals;
one whispered kindly;
she was in snow white
organza long sleeve top pearls.
With scattered white sequins captured
on a lengthy ‘A’ line white skirt,
with sea blue scattered
sequins, and scattered
white beads, triple sheen under skirt.

Oyanno was loved in lush plush,
she enjoyed every minute, of
her four hundred years
on earth, with chill tips
for writing fairy tales of love.

CHORUS
Inimitable Oyanno,
was a creamy ghost skinned rainbow;
Large midnight blue eyes,
Lady Princess ice,
with big thick full hair like snow flow.

BRIDGE
Oyanno wrote fairy language
of eighteen by eleven inch
sized books of proud crowns;
She stood out in crowds,
she was Lady Princess so rich.

INIMITABLE OYANNO

SITTING ON ROCK ON NEVERLAND RANCH

INTRODUCTION

On a hard-cold rock, I sit on,
this chilled hard rock is on my crispy neverland ranch
I feel joy on this ranch
I feel the snowy, wintry, frigid weather
I hope for some warmth
Just a little warmth, on a frosty day
I don’t quite like heat
but I do like some balanced temperature
It is a cold Christmas morning
I am
filming
an interview about my hubby, on this icy-cold day
only the day before,
I had just gone skiing with my family,
now, I am back home
at the ranch, I am dreaming
of the next Christmas day
in a safe helicopter
maybe travel in a private jet
some place,
anyway, have a merry, cheery, glowing, radiant, joyous,
blissful, auspicious day.
Merry Christmas and a prosperous lucky new year.

Have never been in a helicopter
but right now, I feel I have been on one;
quite a faint memory there, but I am
sensing, I have been in one, nonetheless;
Still thinking hard, on my Neverland Ranch.

I sit on this hard rock with peace of mind
I am loving this fresh breeze from above
I feel the breeze from under the mountains
I sense myself, in a helicopter
must have been as a little kid.

CHORUS
Sitting on a rock on Neverland Ranch
I think harder, I think clearer in air
I know I was in a plane as a kid
at six years old and at fourteen years old
and then, at twenty-seven years of age.

Sitting On Rock on Neverland Ranch

HE LIVES ON PALM TREE ROAD
INTRO
As he lands and then steps out of his beautiful private jet/
He looks quite thrilled to be alive/
He looks delighted again/
To travel through his favoured, treasurable palm tree road/
His super trim figure will stay a delight in many hearts.

I have determined in my Heart’s decode,
That my dearest, lives on a palm tree road
His pictures tell me something quite cracking
His pictures are filled with palm tree backgrounds
He drives through palm tree road melodiously.

He records songs in a place of abode
Where tall palm trees grow on rows by road modes
He wears lots of palm tree tops; exacting;
I think his gym is on palm tree road pact;
His Chauffeur driven cars drive in slow-down.

CHORUS
He lives on a palm tree road
But one of his encodings,
I say, is driving through palm tree road tracks;
A road with relaxation;
A road with many fairy tale decodes.

BRIDGE
He relaxes on this road;
Rows of palm trees on this road,
Spectacular is the impact;
Intact are the memories packed;
Practical is this place of abode.

HE LIVES ON PALM TREE ROAD

My Uploads

SHE WAS AN AMAZING KID
INTRO (WITH WHISPERS AND ECHOES)
I’m her Biology, it’s understood.
She wants to come close and feel motherhood
She is nervous, not just because of me
but for many reasons, that are private and free,
so there…I am watching her, as I should.

I desire her so much, I do care
I love her so much, I want to be there
I am so nervous, she will go astray
She may disappoint me, but I hope nay
I do not think she betrays me elsewhere.

She was so good, she was much like butter
Utterly creamy, she came butterly
to me, one sweet day, and my whole life changed.
I became new again, felt sweet and strange…
My kid, my greatly beloved butter.

CHORUS
She was an amazing kid, she flew well
She smiled like rose flowers, she made me yell,
cry, made me feel powerful, all at once…
she was my bright, rich kid who made me dunce
walk like on glass…came back to me like spell.

BRIDGE
She made me laugh, dance, write, cry, feel the nude
She likes to walk, sunbathe like velvety…
Think she likes me pulling her ears with joy…
I wonder though if she loves that big boy…
I must keep writing till eternity.

That side of her life is gone forever
She’s now home, cooking, baking, whenever…
She is my little girl again, she’s well
She’s healthy, she’s crystal pink like seashell
She will be thoroughly missed, however.

CHORUS
She was the fair kid, who flew like life stars
She is now home to love her phones and cars
She loves the show-off in pink bikinis
She’s my amazing kid who loves genie…
I walk like glass with her, like moving stars.




BRIDGE
She loves rich, fresh kitchen extremities
She has a desire to be gritty
She loves to sail on, focused in herself
She is a girl, all about her rich self
I must keep writing till eternity.


I wanna play golf with you; I know you
love school and Fine Art, I know you are true;
clever, brilliant, smart, intelligent, soft,
affluent, extravagant, so lofty
I really want to dance the night with you.

CHORUS
She stands next to femme statues she freely
made of me; she knows that I am real; she
knows I am her Biology, she wants
to come closer, she is ready for me.
She is my amazing kid, my Chi Chi.

BRIDGE
She was my serene Queen so wintergreen
and she loves her front cover magazines.
She loves big birthday cakes, so supercool…
She listens when she feels like it…that’s cool
I must keep writing on, in Quarantine.

She has a desire for tomorrow
a time travel kid built for tomorrow
I desire her so much, I love her
I will just do it again and have her
How much joy we have, is in tomorrow?

CHORUS
I remember today like something proved
twenty-one long years ago, when I moved
into this apartment…times are chilling.
She loves Bora Bora with family
She is my amazing kid, I’m unmoved.

BRIDGE
She loves clothes and loves her wholesale retail
She likes to dance, read, swim, bake, drive, fly, sail
She loves fresh richness in lush Hotel suites
She likes to show-off exceedingly, sweet…
She loves to travel, and I love to scale.




I have written all my life, my golden
writings, began at a young eight years old
with comprehensions; my first novel sphere
was at eighteen in Ely, Cambridgeshire.
I will write till eternity unfolds.

CHORUS
She’s an amazing kid, who loves cow milk
bikinis, she loves beaches and white silk
She loves the show-off on powerful yachts
She loves pictures on yachts with topknot
She loves Santa Barbara’s buttermilk.

BRIDGE
I was straight A student in History
and Geography, which was mystery…
She’s talented, soft, a genius in Art
She loves writing, fashion and a la carte
I must keep writing historically.

I wonder…and as I look at a tree branch…
Would you ride on a camel on my ranch
with me? I have wanted to ride forthwith
on camels, what about horse riding with
me, on my rich Neverland Valley ranch.

CHORUS
One day, she flew to Japan blissfully
as a minor, a formidable pull,
but she was fine, I was not on a spoon…
Does she walk like the signature moonwalk
Does she love a boy in all watchfulness…?

BRIDGE
She’s an amazing kid, who came back home
She has so many friends like Honeycomb
What does she think of the Michael Jackson’s
latest Vevo album simply known as
“A place with no name”, I feel like a pome.












She knows who I am, her forget-me-not.
Makes it easier, somewhat a fusspot
to pull her pretty ears, to kiss her ears
to listen to me…of course not…I fear
She rarely would give me a listen not.

CHORUS
In a world with golden lies and meany,
We seek success within ourselves…genie…
and family tree and true descendants.
She loves fresh rompers and rich gold pendants
She loves floral rompers, white bikinis.

BRIDGE
She looks sexy in khaki coverage
and loves real rich gold in secured storage
She flew into Japan as a minor,
was of great concern to my eyeliner,
but she was my Tokunbo, my sandwich.

I have been in much worse nye prophecies
but I’m good, I do wonder if she’s high,
she has an eye to kiss…she kisses good
when it is her daddy; could babyhood
ever love, a blue boy who loves her pie.

CHORUS
She has many friends and all I wonder
is, if I will ever see her wonder…
you are ingenue, a cock-a-doodle-doo
I love writing and fashion, just like you
I know you’re good, my little sweet thunder.

BRIDGE
She has great looks and a dietician
I say timely things on repetition
I wrote my first full novel at the age
of eighteen years, in hot tropics backstage
It was for a children’s competition.












Wrote a children’s novel with adult mix,
for Regal Company in Ely nix
in Cambridgeshire, so that I seemingly
understand the show-off, exceedingly…
I just keep writing, like Economics.

CHORUS
We thrive much more within ourselves, within
our family bond, within our Sovereign
and goodness; I like your childhood bedroom.
I like your blooming birth floral playroom…
With kindness, wherever we find ourselves.

BRIDGE
She has her signature laugh and chuckles
You could not miss it…it’s like a buckle
as resounding as her family weight…
family tree line, she was my greatly
beloved, who came back home like suckle.

I love trophies and awards and winnings
Sadly, that side is not winning, spinning…
She smiled like rose flowers for remarriage,
She began as a glassy miscarriage,
but she is here now, with underpinning.

CHORUS
I love your natural jet dark silk bond,
voluminous, thick, lengthy hair I’m fond
of, and when you turn your hair, blonde…baby…
just as it was, when you were a baby,
just as it was, when you were born, a blonde.

BRIDGE
She plays tennis, like her daddy, so young;
She likes to walk, jump, set tables, amongst
many likes…she skips, horse ride, drives sports cars,
She must stay home and get ready for ma,
make big oval birthday cakes for sweet tongues..

SHE WAS AN AMAZING KID

GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL HIGH

INTRO:
You got your laptop on table,
I see you are a busy boy,
do not fancy tattoos but,
you are doing well, somewhat…
Is it me, you got on your back,
Was that the image I showed to you?
About the one-billion-year-old beauty
off the moon…
You portray me, as a Lady ancient,
I guess I am that formidable.
Mino my boy, you are,
Are you reading me, in Israel,
do you love my plausibility’s?
Or, is it just truly me, on your back…?
I like that, what you think of me.
You are a beautiful soul, my boy
I love this global earth, my dear.
but I think I will give you
the mighty Universe, because,
you loved me first,
because you love me.

You are doing so well,
You loved your boarding school,
In the lovely sweet Colorado,
I never had the privilege,
In my boarding school
I have never really heard
of the slave trade, even though,
I grew up in the tropics
but I am glad you could make it up to me,
you are a beautiful soul, my boy.
I like what you think of me,
I love this global earth, my dear,
but I think I will give you,
the mighty Universe,
because you loved me first
because you love me so,
I will give you, all of it,
because of yesterday
because the earth matters,
because of all the dreams, that we said
was yours and mine.

ECHOES: Let me glance beyond the stars, this is where we are, it is in our EARTH’s song. Now I know, I cannot sing without fire burning in me. Now, I know it is going to be uniquely beautiful, a beautiful High.

You got your folder, you got your papers,
You got your Herbal tea,
In this time and era of viruses and epidemics
You got your smart, smooth grey jacket
You are more precious than any pearl.

CHORUS
Gonna be a beautiful high
Gonna fall in love with you again, High one
Just like in Liberian girl production
Gonna change my world with you
Gonna call you, as you call me, always.

BRIDGE
Gonna be a beautiful High
Gonna love you all the time
Gonna love you, my Liberian boy
You are a beautiful needed soul
I love your directing and it is a wrap.

ECHOES: I love your punks, I love the way you punk me, I am glad it is all a punk, for it must be a beautiful High. Could not make a beautiful thriller without you.

Mino is learning a lot about viruses
He has a new office, he has questionnaires
He has his socks, shoes, and yellow thriller waistcoat
He has his desk and soft firm leather chair
It is a woman to man super simple experience.

CHORUS
Gonna be a beautiful high
gonna be no secrets in this closet, High one
the desire is real, the door is unneeded
cast the spell in the beautiful high
cast the spell in this luxurious limousine.

BRIDGE
You know that your place is high
your place is high and committed
gonna be about love and romance
all about blood on my side, blood in me.
all about escapism, all about you, High one.

ECHOES: Be the ghost of jealousy, be the light of the world. I know it is going to be a beautiful High. Let me dance to your needs. Let me pole dance to your rhythm.

GONNA BE A BEAUTIFUL HIGH

NI SHI
VERSE 1
Ni shi, are you, ni shi, are you
ni jiehunle ma, are you married
ni shi wo de nuhai ma
are you my girl, are you, ni shi
ni piaoliang ma, are you beautiful

CHORUS
This song is dedicated to me and you
I love your smile, wo ai ni de weixiao
I love your teeth, wo ai ni de yachi
I love your beautiful eyes, ni shi, ni shi
Wo ai ni melli de yanjing, ni shi, ni shi.

VERSE 2
Ni hao tian ma, are you so sweet
ni zheme tianmei ma, are you this sweet
ni zong shi zheyang tianmei ma
are you always this sweet
are you, ni shi, nu hai, chu nu, ni shi.

CHORUS
This song is dedicated to me and you
I love your smile, wo ai ni de weixiao
I love your teeth, wo ai ni de yachi
I love your beautiful eyes, ni shi, ni shi
Wo ai ni melli de yanjing, ni shi, ni shi.

NI SHI

CORONAVIRUS RECOVERY HERBAL PACKAGE

INTRO:
Some call it the Covid-19 virus,
some call it lethal Coronavirus,
some call it the chilling Chinese virus,
we could not tell where the virus came from,
it might have come from fatal careless splash
from a failed laboratory trial,
filth, or just about anywhere drastic;
it is mainly identical, to a
Fukushima tragedy, because of
its need for iodine, Prostaglandin.
Coronavirus is quite a thirsty
disease, badly in need of iodine.
Coronavirus, is a pathogen,
that dines on the Spleen, tightens the tummy.

Tightens the liver, from breathing concisely.
It is however, no different, from the
other viral; free radicals spiral
everywhere, infusions, herbs, herbal tea,
herbal drips, vitamins, fatty acids,
minerals, amino peptides, are all
quite good, for protective recovery,
but don’t forget, that honey has sugar,
needs to be taken with fatty acids,
the antidote, is in the soil, the trees…
the antidote is in leaves, in tonic…
have no fear, Nebuchadnezzar loved leaves,
fresh leaves and vegetables are healthy,
nutritious meals make us feel so yummy,

ECHO
Your wealth is your health, your health is passport.

If every doctor, nurse, health worker, staff,
patient, and everyone, is given one
bottle of vitamin C with B plus,
with hundred caplets in bottle, monthly,
there will be significant change in all.

CHORUS
Coronavirus recovery herbal
package, will mainly have fatty acids,
strong fibre nutrients, pancreatic
and kidney tonic, amino powder,
emmenagogue herbs, antitumor herbs.



CONTINUOUS BRIDGE
Adaptogen herbs, which is for calm, mood,
respiratory, cardiac and vision
regulation, when combined fruitfully,
an herbal package in red love box mail,
with deeper sign of silk red ribbon block.

Coronavirus, or you could unlock
It, as a Chinese virus, that does claim
severity, where there is dirt, toxins,
poisons and places without oxygen,
clearly, antioxidants are placid.

CHORUS
Coronavirus recovery herbal
package, will mainly have fatty acids,
strong fibre nutrients, pancreatic
and kidney tonic, amino powder,
emmenagogue herbs, antitumor herbs.

CONTINUOUS BRIDGE
Adaptogen herbs, which is for calm, mood,
respiratory, cardiac and vision
regulation, when combined fruitfully,
an herbal package in red love box mail,
with deeper sign of silk red ribbon block.

CORONAVIRUS RECOVERY HERBAL PACKAGE

DEEP RIVER WOMAN FRAGRANCE

INTRO
Beautiful, deep river woman of spring;
she wears her prince daily; her scent is that
of the Prince, and every spring’s bright morning,
she walks on land, to the river, with bag
containing stashed Brewer’s yeast concoction.
Perhaps, it will bring more health to people
of the riverside, who love perfection.
Who knows what other peaceful, natural
needs, the spring lady of the river will
bring with her, in time, joy and devotion.
Beautiful lady of the river thrill,
wears her Prince, her scent fills the air’s note.
She walks through her landscape gardens glamour;
towards the riverside, near her palace.

Once upon a time, there lived Abbey,
she was beautiful like a Banshee,
she had her own Prince
who kept things princely,
with fondly fragrances so chastely.

CHORUS
Deep river woman fragrance earthy
by Lady Nona Blanket; strongly
brings in deep flavours;
dreamy, creamy scents for her;
the result of lushful splashes spree.

The Prince loved fragrances so crisply
with basil mixed in cardamom tea.
He enjoyed closeness
with his sweet princess;
nature gave them greatness and beauty.






CHORUS
Deep river woman fragrance earthy
by Lady Nona Blanket; strongly
brings in deep flavours;
dreamy, creamy scents for her;
the result of lushful splashes spree.

DEEP RIVER WOMAN FRAGRANCE

INIMITABLE OYANNO

INTRO
Luxury was her, as she stood
in the air, in sea blue and white
sequins organza,
white beaded sheen dress,
her rich blonde hair, silky and sweet.

Her lengthy silk hair behind her,
she was the pure joy of the land;
brought with her, riches,
fear, respect, fortune,
prosperity, abundance too.

ECHO
She was the Lady Luck Princess,
reserved with treasures and well-being.

Once upon a time, there lived wise
Lady Princess, of twenty-five
years old, she was just
the beautiful, and
she was the prize, the vibes, the spice.

Inimitable existence,
she was of milk ghost appearance,
she loved organza
sheen tops, and skirts stun;
white sequins and white bead details.

She loved brushing her blonde silk hair,
her hair brushed backwards, like a spell;
had the tiniest waist
ever seen acclaimed,
her portraits were fair, rare, daring.

One of the most youthful pictures
Oyanno’s taken, in florals;
one whispered kindly;
she was in snow white
organza long sleeve top pearls.
With scattered white sequins captured
on a lengthy ‘A’ line white skirt,
with sea blue scattered
sequins, and scattered
white beads, triple sheen under skirt.

Oyanno was loved in lush plush,
she enjoyed every minute, of
her four hundred years
on earth, with chill tips
for writing fairy tales of love.

CHORUS
Inimitable Oyanno,
was a creamy ghost skinned rainbow;
Large midnight blue eyes,
Lady Princess ice,
with big thick full hair like snow flow.

BRIDGE
Oyanno wrote fairy language
of eighteen by eleven inch
sized books of proud crowns;
She stood out in crowds,
she was Lady Princess so rich.

INIMITABLE OYANNO


About Me

Bio

I am a Lyricist and Herbal Medicine Researcher.

CV/History

BMI Music Writer

Contact

Do you want to Work with Bonnie208?