NIRVANA
A hammock swings 'tween two palms
where she lies here in my arms.
The sun and moon won't sit together
and sure to change is the weather;
though the moment has its charms
as my girl sings "Fireflies forever".
THE-GHOSTLY-NEWGATE-GALLOWS
Now Fetter Lane
was a shadowy house-chain
and-a-radical-hotbed;
while The Tyburn Tree
saw swing free
rebel-spirits of the-newly-dead.
SALEM'S-SORRY-SISTERS
They say that moldy bread
put the visions in their heads.
We're told the hallucinations
led to the very accusations
that would eventually damn
the poor sisters of Salem.
Old women and young girls
possessed by an evil-spirit-world.
Folk had to burn, had to hang
that which they did not understand.
They'd to make scapegoats of them,
the poor sisters of Salem.
Hang, hang, hang,
the witches of Salem.
Hang, hang, hang,
the witches of Salem.
BANGKOK-LADY
For his Thai-meal the man had paid,
yet for dessert he wanted the maid.
"Be my blossomy-beauty" he thought,
"oh be my Bangkok Babe.
Let's get down to real-business.
Let us do a bit more trade."
Be my blossomy-beauty he thought,
oh be my Bangkok Babe.
"On the canal we can boat,
listen to the wild-birds of note,
lying in each other's arms
as through a Siamese-dream we float."
Yes for his Thai-meal the man had paid,
yet for dessert he wanted the maid.
"Be my blossomy-beauty" he thought.
She left him in the shade.
HABIT-WILL-NOT-KICK-THE-
IDLE-BROWN-HORSE-RIDERS
The guy calls it 'Horse',
his girl calls it 'Brown'.
It bucks them both up
but it also brings them down.
Their habit they won't kick.
Find it kicks them to the ground
under which the pair will lie
who to pale-faced death are bound.
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