Namimori High School

Midori tanabiku namimori no
Dai naku shou naku nami ga ii
Itsumo kawaranu
Sukoyaka kenage
Aah, tomo ni utaou
Namimori chuu

Asa tsuyu kagayaku namimori no
Heihei bonbon nami de ii
Itsumo kiowanu
Sukoyaka kenage
Hahaa, tomo ni waraou
Namimori chuu

Kimi to boku to de namimori no
Atarimae taru nami de ii
Itsumo issho ni
Sukoyaka kenage
Aah, tomo ni ayumou
Namimori chuu

The Cat

Come, my fine cat, against my loving heart;
Sheathe your sharp claws, and settle.
And let my eyes into your pupils dart
Where agate sparks with metal.
Now while my fingertips caress at leisure
Your head and wiry curves,
And that my hand's elated with the pleasure
Of your electric nerves,
I think about my woman — how her glances
Like yours, dear beast, deep-down
And cold, can cut and wound one as with lances;
Then, too, she has that vagrant
And subtle air of danger that makes fragrant
Her body, lithe and brown.

— Roy Campbell, Poems of Baudelaire (New York: Pantheon Books, 1952)

You're Uninvited

Uninvited - Alanis Morrisette

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me...