Monday, February 25, 2013

for PATTAYA TRADER 177 (G)

THE-BREATH-OF-OUR-DEAR-LIVES
There are those just give
and those just take,
but there's a balance, girl,
that we have to make.
There are those just love
and those just hate,
but there's a balance
that we have to make.
Love too much, hate too much too,
smothers people does that do.

THERE-IS-RHYTHM-AND-BLUES-
IN-THE-DAMN-RHYME
No I can't play guitar, girl,
and no I cannot sing.
But I write lyrics by the score,
verse-poems to carpet the floor
and cover over the ceiling
since you don't find them appealing
without a damn musical-score !

JUICED-UP-ON-JANE
Jane boosted the boys morale
during the Second World War.
A cartoon strip was juicy she,
who finally stripped off for sure !

A-MERCENARY-MINSTREL
She fell for a singer
who made himself a name,
but a soldier of fortune
was that guy's game.
He left her with a habit
that death would surely-bring.
So it is with drugs, gold
and lustful soldiering.

A-SUMMERY-JULY-ROSE-WAS-
PASS-ME-BY-JULIE
My first huge-crush
was Julie-the-rose;
I was crushed like snow
between the girl's toes
as she strolled on by.
Poor pretty Julie was to die.
A crush comes, a crush goes;
I'm often melted like the snows.
Coming soon the roses of July.

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