By: David W. Clare

Beware, the lying good doctor
Be wise, lest you're uncool
Be hip to Mother Nature
...or be lost sad crying fool!

The devils road is dark and bleak
The path to ruin; shadowy and steep

Don't believe anything that is said
Tricky whispers you love to hear
Words vanish inside your head
As the demons bend your ear

Yes, the devils road is very dark and bleak
The path to ruin so shadowy and deep...

The prophet of doom is very near
The devils road will make you disappear...


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By: David W. Clare

She Cry's in her sleep has no one to call her own
The pain of being alone

Avoids watching TV
Hates men like you and me

She's worried men can read her thought cloud
At night she thinks out loud...

Dreams of love, schemes of lust as her wants become dust!

Thirsty desires about to bust...

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"That which is not attractive therefore must be repulsive."

David W. Clare

By: David W. Clare

...she slipped right trough my grip as I kissed her lips!

**** pow up in smoke
Now, I dream of her and them all...

The call of the wild
She was just a child back then!

I was naive...
She wanted to conceive and breed!

I'm the one who is now deeply in need...

Pour on the red wine let me dine alone in my lonely broken heart break hotel...

I can still smell her perfume from
long ago...

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I bought you a ring
It rolled away
One more ring for you
Paid twice hoped you'd stay
One more ring is what you say
I called you up the phone rang and rang
My heart got stomped when you ran away
One more ring, one more ring!

Dave

All poetry is a message in a bottle tossed into the sea of oblivion.