Like the couch in the lounge
Beautifying the space I’m in
The restless and tired and drowsy
They find rest and calm in me
In my softness they reach peace

Call me a sport car if you like
For I don’t merely survive here
With the top speed I thrive
My interior is upscale
Hence my amazing personality

Like a bird flying out in the air
Up early for the fattest worm
In joy, in pain, in tears, I sing
I aspire to fly for as long as I breathe
Wearing my crown forever on my pileum

Like a baking oven
I only fit in where I belong
In my warmth, greatness is born
The dough is changed into a cake
With cream on top: a sign of celebration