Pushing her body to breaking never helped anyone
Unless you were talking about her guilt
Now she was here and wondered if this time she had gone too far
It seemed to make sense in the heat of the moment
So now hanging on this rockface fifty feet up and her strength giving out, she wondered
How did eating a single extra Oreo do this to her?
Hanging in the breeze without a care in the world.
As my drink perspires from all the hard work we are doing,
My mind wanders the cosmos.
Making connections that James Burke would be proud of. (Look him up.)
Only the rustling of leaves and birds doing actual tweets break the reverie.
Can this solace last forever?
Kidding. Child number two flops onto me, dumping us both onto the ground.
Cliff below and cliff above
Left Hermione hanging for her life
It was a real rush putting it all on the line like this
Making it a contest of wills, hers against her body’s
Betting on herself she lunged for the next handhold
There once was a prince who desired the largest pearl in the world
Every day he obsessed with finding one bigger than what he owned
Many oyster divers would bring him their treasures with hope
Perhaps they would have a bigger one, and the prince would buy it
There was one woman whose beauty was world renowned
And she had a necklace given to her from her husband that had a large pearl
That story made it to the prince, and he called to meet with her
In retrospect, everyone knew what would happen next
Of course he wanted the pearl and the woman, but both were not for sale
Now he swings back and forth in his noose, a pile of pearls scattered under himn