Chapstick

chapstick

you are my chapstick...

I would go anywhere to meet you

it makes me sick wen people eat you

you are something I need

sides if I didn't my lips would bleed

why are called "flavored" if you taste like wax

I guess its just a simple fact

you are the one that fills my pocket

I have a picture of you in my locket

chapstick I need you

at least I don't have to feed you

oh chapstick please don't be mad

maybe I lost you in my bag

please chapstick were do you hide

darn! why are you so hard to find

I have lost a loved one I held dear

me and my chapstick are no longer near

chapstick is love .

chapstick is life.