You held my hart in your hand
and my soul in your mouth,
we watch the moon slip through the dark knight,
A lullaby of blood sticky labels,
reach for the sky,
reach for the sky,
No more dollars,
No more heists,
No more; No more,
Bonnie & Clyde.

Lord won't you save me,
for I've been running all my life,
I've been sinning,
I've been stealing,
and I know that that ain't right,
Lord won't you save me,
won't you teach me right from wrong,
I've been sinning,
I've been stealing,
Lord please take me home.

We sang to the pound of the engine,
you lay your head in my lap,
so sweet so simple,
You toyed with the coins in my pocket,
reach for the sky,
reach for the sky,
No more dollars,
No more heists,
No more; No more,
Bonnie & Clyde.

Lord won't you save me,
for I've been running all my life, I've been sinning,
I've been stealing and I know that that ain't right,
Lord won't you save me, 
won't you teach me right from wrong,
I've been sinning,
I've been stealing,
Lord please take me home.

We danced to the backdrop of yellow fields,
splattered with red confetti,
Shook hands with the devil,
All dressed in rags,
reach for the sky,
reach for the sky,
No more dollars,
No more heists,
No more; No more,
Bonnie & Clyde.

Lord won't you save me,
for I've been running all my life,
I've been sinning,
I've been stealing,
and I know that that ain't right,
Lord won't you save me, 
won't you teach me right from wrong,
I've been sinning,
I've been stealing,
Lord please take me home.

Ten cops,
Camara and a smile,
Photo for a trophy,
V8 Ford full of holes,
reach for the sky,
reach for the sky,
No more dollars,
No more heists,
No more; No more,
Bonnie & Clyde.

Lord won't you save me,
for I've been running all my life, I've been singing,
I've been stealing,
And I know that that ain't right,
Lord won't you save me, 
won't you teach me right from wrong,
I've been sinning,
I've been stealing,
Lord please take me home.
Gospel song  sung by bonnie,
Bonnie's redemption prayer;
but it still all ends in bloodshed.
Purcy Flaherty Dec 2018
Mining for nose goo;  digging in deep,
plucking, pinching, scraping the meat.

Busily forming sweet salty clumps.
squidging, rolling and flicking off lumps.

Piggies, bogeys, snot and green crows,
I'm mining sweet nose goo;
right under your nose.

Hide behind a posey, a hanky or a rag, slip your belongings in a nose bag.

Piggies, bogeys, snot and green crows,
Mining sweet nose goo;
from under your nose.
posey, hanky, rag, Piggies, bogeys, snot, crows, nose, goo
Purcy Flaherty Dec 2018
I feel that...Every day that goes by adds to the loss of my potential.
longevity
Purcy Flaherty Nov 2018
Peach the worst of the of my small lumps are like putty in your hands,
My armpits glow like a midsomers wasp!
My lips are haemorrhaging for the hamster gnawing on your legs. Bathtime Gurgles in a desperate attempt to save humanity,
***-chortle, guff and blast; oO0pS it's all brown and runny!
Purcy Flaherty Nov 2018
At zero I was born,
at 7 I was a child,
at 14 I was a boy,
at 21 I was a man,
at 28 I was Married,
at 35 I was a farther,
at 42 I was divorced,
at 49 I was lonely,
when I'm 56 ?
Everything I have learnt and experienced in this life is needed right now but tomorrow is a mystery!
Purcy Flaherty Nov 2018
There once was a man from wales,
That lived of ****, snot and snails,
When he didn't have these;
He lived of the cheese;
Which he scraped from his **** with his nails!
-
Yes its a Cheesy Limerick
Purcy Flaherty Nov 2018
Our love blossomed from the sheets, we liked to play but not for keeps.
You set me dancing on the air,
we lived our lives without a care.

Once or twice you bought me flowers,
we'd often talk for hours and hours.
We'd watch the rain through the sky
and play a game just you and I.

~ and there goes my soul again,
I gave my all and we're still friends.
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul again.

I've seen them walk down the road,
I've seen lovers come and go;
I've seen them smiling
and I've seen them drunk,
There goes my soul again.

Once or twice you bought me flowers,
we'd often talk for hours and hours.
We'd watch the rain through the sky
and play a game just you and I.

Sketching pictures in the sand,
picking apples hand-in-hand.
We drew the water from the stream,
our bellys busted at the seams.l

~ and there goes my soul again,
I gave my all and we're still friends.
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul again.
sSlow old time  jazz song in the key of G
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