WEEPING WILLOW……….(I wrote this nice song this morning).

Chorus:Weeping willow
            I wish cry your own cry
            Weeping willow
            My fish will I fry
            On my pillow
            My dear is my hero
            On my pillow
            No fear tomorrow

First Verse:The winds of adversity
                 Blows every now and then
                 But my thought’s university
                 Controls my every when
                 Anytime I get the idea
                 You want to indulge me
                 In your route of bitter queer
                 My doors are closed to your party

(Repeat chorus…………………………………………..)

Second Verse:I am safe from your wreck

                     Of havoc endlessly

                     In my armchair I check

                     You whining needlessly

                     I am comfortable at home

                     With my family and friends

                     And do not need your foam

                     My comfort satisfies ends

(Repeat chorus………………………………………….)

 
Footnote:This is a good song of spiteful defense with no hard feelings involved.
I admire the imagery-role that the ‘weeping willow’ plays in a number of countryside stories and that involving admiration partly gave birth to the story line of this song.
In short anything that disturbs your peace of mind and nudges you on into sadness can be figuratively termed as a ‘weeping willow’……lol!