You must listen closely now
For I've a deal to make
I will love you all my life
And all others forsake
In return I ask for naught
No, not even your love
For that you've given already
Could fill the skies above
But, if you persist
And if you love me still
And if you give me all your love
As I hope you will
Our love will fill the heavens
And every eye shall see
The brightest stars in all the sky
Pale beside you and me
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Hanging By A Thread
Take a little spool of thread
And make yourself a noose
Wind the knot 'round thirteen times
Make sure it won't come loose
Put the noose around your neck
And climb upon the chair
First, make sure the door is locked
And no one else is there
Fix the thread to the roof somehow
Rafter or pipe will do
If you find that that won't work
Just use tape or glue
Now kick the chair and you will fall
The thread, you see, will snap
And you'll get up and brush yourself
And go and take a nap
A cautionary note I must
Add to my little song
You won't, I hope, use a rope
That would be all wrong
And don't use a fishing line
Or even high tensile thread
The rope, you know, would make you choke
The others might lop off your head
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Love Song Over the Cuckoo's Nest
My baloney has a first name
But we won't get into that
My girlfriend has a better name
And her brother's name is Pat
She says she loves me all day long
And I know that it's true
She says it on the tv screen
She's always wearing blue
I've never met her all my life
But I have always known
She'll come see me tomorrow night
In my white room all alone
But we won't get into that
My girlfriend has a better name
And her brother's name is Pat
She says she loves me all day long
And I know that it's true
She says it on the tv screen
She's always wearing blue
I've never met her all my life
But I have always known
She'll come see me tomorrow night
In my white room all alone
Monday, March 22, 2010
The City Dreams
The city dreams in fitful sleep
Of the wild it used to be
Of trees so tall and forests deep
And lilacs on the lea
The forest lies awake at night
Anxious for the day
When men will come upon the sight
And build a city gay
Of the wild it used to be
Of trees so tall and forests deep
And lilacs on the lea
The forest lies awake at night
Anxious for the day
When men will come upon the sight
And build a city gay
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