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IN THE NIGHT Naked in the dark. Sound of a meadow lark. Skin soft as velvet and legs As long as he could see. Smitten, heels over head With roses on the bed and Foreheads close-up and free. Candle light glow, just so He could know Exactly where he wanted to be. In the moment on the other side Of the universe, don't you see. Naked in the night, it's all right. Naked in the night, it's all right. Love in the dark. Sound of the meadow lark. Only a footnote away. Pleasant dreams for lovers and For loving, and bodies to sway. Bare, soft skin. Naked is to feel. Breathing Hallelujah -- it's so real. Ones and twos and a Listen to the blues. Soft as moonlight with the muse. Naked in the night. And it's all right. ALIEN'S DREAM Dream,
dream, awake with a scream. Dirty man
washing his clothes Get out!
Dream, call out but for whom. Dogs, dogs,
dogs, Dream, and of whom. Love, laugh,
sing, dance, a part of life, Traffic
slowing, a woman in the road. Mean fears,
hidden, exposed. Siren from
the deep arise, Women,
women all in a row. |
BALI I dreamed I went to Bali I bought a basket or two To decorate the house on the hill To remind me of them and you. You envision the natives smiling You can feel a heavenly thrill It's God's kids and culture As much as any child will. If you take me back to Bali I'll be your friend for life So pure, so gentle, so Free of stress and strife. The smell of peanut oil pervades me The sound of waves asplash They sing to me of islands Some day I must go back. To Bali, to Bali. COLLEGE ALGEBRA Yeah! College Algebra, it's a joke. If you don't watch out it will make you croak. It's lack of purpose, lack of use Makes students suffer like the deuce. I can take it, I can do But what's the reason I have to? Four times four is easy enough Square Root of 1.44 is rather tough. Quadratic Equations I'll admit May sound interesting but useful as shit. Call it rite of passage, call it Ah Ha! It's just a requirement Einstein Newton Rah Rah! Try me and tempt me, make me cry and blue, Just give me a tutor, and I'll plow through. I'M 75 AND STAYING ALIVE So glad to be alive. Yea, I can still jive. Never thought I'd ever get this far Ah youth, how innocent we are. No regrets for all the things I haven't done. Jumped in the deep end of the pool. Stopped acting like a fool. Memories: the Hudspeth 5' pool, Letting go - all the way! Never all the way, but hey! I'm not dead yet, don't say I'm all wet! Got lots of livin' to do. This lovely broad is not through. Northern Lights, the aurora, I was there. Listened to the angels present at my birth, Just a little while before coming to this earth, Two babies, never thought I'd have that gift. Now they are grown up and always a lift. Ah, 75, and glad to be alive. Ain't no jive. My skin's a little saggy and my ass a little baggy, But this tomato is sexier than Hot Tin Maggie. So you whine, and dine and shine it off. Life goes on. So they scoff. Wait till "they" get to the other side of fifty. Their philosophy will become a little shifty. The world turns, the tide turns, and the sun burns. Doom and gloom those creatures from Mars, Jump on sometimes whether you're at home or in your cars. "Time waits for no one" reverberates in my mind. So take my advice and put it where the sun don't ever shine. Settle in, keep up with your grin, go out on a limb, Dare to be proud, say it aloud! Proclaim to the worlds, tell the rest of the girls, Sweet Sixteen is a memory, 70 eyesight a little glimmery. You'll get the wim-wams, you get the heeby jeebs. The doctor says take "settlers" but the answer isn't these. Where to go for comfort, I can never doubt No matter what the hole is, God always helps me out. |
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