You couldn't unburn the books. You could only buy new ones.
They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how 'bout you?
I'm not even sure we remembered to kiss. What we had went deeper than a kiss
Dig deep. Find your way to your soul.
Nothin' wrong with havin' a cat in the house. They can see what most people can't, like the folks in the Otherworld when they cross back over - the good ones and the bad. And they get rid a mice.
The toes of our ratty black sneakers touched.