But the best laid flans
Of mice and men
Often go in a pie
And a doe may be a deer
A female deer
But then you gotta poke a needle
Poke a needle in the eye
If you’re gonna sew a shirt
Gotta make a grown needle cry
Am I right side up or upside down? Which should I be.
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And as I descend into a realm
Where the sun no longer bends
Herringbone to paisley
Where one begins the other ends
But where it’s dark
It all just blends
Yet, where no hand reaches
No heart spares
She gave to me
The what & where
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The photo
In its frame
Gave me frame of mind
Surrounding the images
Of another time
When I was yours
And you were mine
As were your smiles
And the piece de resistance
You and I are gonna dance
Under the stars
But much more than this
‘Cause I bought a box of lights from each Borealis
As in the northern Aurora and the southern Australis
I long to give
The world of words
To hummingbirds
I would teach them how to sing
Searching for a new adventure?
Do the numbers
It’s against the odds
But not impossible
Nothing is
Biding time within the distance
Between chance and gods
My tell tale
Her long brown hair
Blowing in the wind
Sailing the Cranberry Isles
The sea
My fairweather friend
But my tell-tale bound
As my love to the end
Now over the barrel
I’ve found
Together we’re bound
By heartstrings and smiles
Sailing the Cranberry Isles
Sailing the Cranberry Isles
But in time
Angels witness
The promise of man
Come to share
In His hope
Now supporting His plan
Gonna pull for the man
Gonna pull for the man
If the humans will end
Must be them to their own demise
Now their hope
They will prove otherwise
For the sun
Every day is a sunny day
Bright-eyed
Full of flare
Eternally gay
Full of flare
But it’s no dummy
The sun’s fully aware
Don’t want to face
The dark side of the moon
Anytime you see it
You’ve seen it too soon
The sun
Don’t meddle with the moon
The sun don’t meddle with the moon
Pointing fingers
Push away
Pointing fingers
Try to say
Not because of me
We are this way
But it was they who hold the spades
And dug this chasm divide
As they lay their own spades down
Then point to the other side
Said a prisoner in reply…
Are you so close to the forest
That you can’t see the trees
Have you lost sight of what it means
To be living truly free
She requests it
Plays it
Cranks it
Sings it
Moves it
Shakes it
Twists it
Brings it
Jams it
Shouts it
Auto repeats it
I say it and
You better believe it
If she could have her way
We’d do this all day
Every day
‘Cause it’s my best friend’s favorite song
My best friend’s favorite song
A longer rope
And a taller tree
Even if on the outskirts of town
Won’t fall short
A decision
By Mayor McGee
A decision
That’s perfectly sound
When it all went south
When all hell broke loose
Stuck one foot in your mouth
And one foot in the grave
Chose the wrong places to step
Chose the wrong choice words to say
He’s got all the money
He will ever need
But he cannot buy love
And now
That is all he needs
And she’s got all the love
She will ever need
But she cannot buy a car
And now
Says that’s all she wants
So which of the two
Would you rather be?
And of the two
Who has what they need?
Didn’t take long
Fell in love with the moon
It was love at first night
She trapped me there
With her full moon stare
I surrendered without a fight