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eileen mcgreevy Aug 2010
Gently take through til dawn dear,
This lonely night is so unkind,
Wash me down with rays of love light,
Brighten up this troubled mind.

Please assist me through this hell dear,
Usher past those demon dreams,
All consuming loving wings here,
Take this heavy heart and love it clean.

I am here now, in the dark dear,
Bring your light and shelter me,
Take me home now, kiss away my tears,
Only you, i long to see X...
eileen mcgreevy Aug 2010
They talked about him night and day,
The single man next door,
He said his wife had gone away,
But no one knew what for,
They seemingly had loved eachother,
But then, out of the blue,
Her car was gone, and two young sons just up and left their school,
The smell from sewers, one fine day, aroused a boys suspicions,
He scaled the fence of next door guy and saw some rare conditions,
It looked as though the soil beneath his feet,
Was boiling over,
But looking closer, he discovered maggots in the clover,
The smell was putrid and obscene, his stomach contents rose,
He quickly made his retreat, smell still within his nose,
His mother called the council man, who called the local police,
But next door guy refused to let them in without a priest,
So father Mahon followed council and next door guy,
As local police took photos, while the press girl watched nearby,
A car containing one young womans body, with two boys,
Was buried where the pond once was, and filled with lime and soil,
Next door guy came home one day to find his wife in bed,
But not alone, so he freed the man, but shot her in the head,
He waited for his sons to come, and made them breathe in gas,
Then put them in the car out back, and smashed in all the glass,
The car sank to the ponds mud floor,
And next door guy went shopping,
He bought some soil, a shovel and some lime,
To speed the rotting,
So take a look around you, folks,
Next time you smell a rat,
As it may be your neighbours spouse,
BENEATH THE FRONT DOOR MAT!
eileen mcgreevy Aug 2010
Welcome to the world, my child,
I see the awe in you,
I've waited for yoy such a while,
And isaw this labour through,
I curse dthe man who put you here, because i felt such pain,
But when your tiny self appeared, i forgave my love again,
I wish you everything you want, and more,
But even so,
Some things in life take preference, so i will teach you to let go,
When stumbling around in cotton socks, you stretch your arms for me,
I swear to you my darling, i will hold you gracefully,
And when your tooth pops out,
I'll bring forth money from the faerae,
But, mark my words little one,
I will stop parties from being lairy,
You're welcome home to rest,
When college fries your genius brain,
And what's her name has dumped you for the nerd just down the lane,
I'm always here at midnight, when you think youre having doubts,
I'll sit you down with milk and cookies,
We will work it out,
Your missed car payments come, and i will pay them,
Not a word,
I worry night and day my love,
Yet not a word you've heard,
But one day when you've wed, and made a baby of your own,
Please know that i'm your mother,
I love you,
And this will always be, your, home.
eileen mcgreevy Aug 2010
I do, i remember,
When i first saw your face,
Such manly, tough expressions,
Melted into a kind of grace,
Before i knew it, my skirt was round my hips,
And through my shirt,
You ****** me with your lips.

So breathless and hot we were that day,
We stripped in record time,
We fumbled desparately with eachother,
Two ***** bodies entwined,
A connection happened, as we moved,
And grinded hard and fast,
The climactic bursts of passion, babe,
When you exploded, at last.

The shower we shared was *****,
Ironicly so pleasant,
I bit your neck and licked it,
Then you gave to me, a presant,
I gasped in awe with cowardice,
But you were gentle, babe,
My hands against the shower wall,
As abundant love you gave.

Our tired bodies ached for more,
But loving slumber prevailed,
And as the setting sun crept by,
We slept under darkness' veil,
We both awoke to wandering limbs,
Love and lust entwined,
We knew that time was running out,
But time didn't care, or mind.

We held eachother close that night,
Aware of the coming dawn,
When you would leave me here, my love,
Alone, in tears, withdrawn,
The only consolation is,
We met again, and again,
And decided we were soulmates,
In with love, out with pain!!!
eileen mcgreevy Jul 2010
I long for day time to close her eyes,
So lessons can begin,
When closing doors and curtains means it's time to take you in,
My teacher, master if you will,
My guide to all things sultry,
My lover shows me such good things,
This feels like it's adultery.
You make me sit upon a bed,
Awash with lilac pettles,
You kiss my eyes, i feel your breath on me,
It helps me settle,
My clothes slide off, as if by magic,
All soft and gently so,
Your finger tips caress my body,
Sensuous and slow,
My ******* harden to your mouth,
My breath is short and shallow,
I take a lesson on felacio, and learn just how to swallow,
My education carries, i'm straddled,
And you release it,
My hips girate, and take you all,
I hardly can believe it,
Our climactic yells and groans confirm our satisfaction,
I shiver, moving gently now, you peak all my reactions,
Our love is sealed with oneness, here i am,
I'm wrapped around you,
My night school teacher loves me,
Night and day, thank god i've found you
eileen mcgreevy Jul 2010
Twillow and son set about getting wood,
When a figure appeared, wearing a pointed hood,
He was a huge adolescent, well twillow's only 3 feet,
So the hooded young man made a hasty retreat.

Twillow beckoned to son,"come away, our works done",
While hoode fellow shrieked at the sight , and was stunned,
Nature tried to keep separate these two breeds for a reason,
Although it was common, like the changing of seasons.

But the damage was done, but while no hurt came of it,
The willow king thought hard that night, and he flipped,
"Come Twillow and son, show me where was this sighting?",
So they went to the forest, where the hooded fellow was hiding.

Willow king lifted up his brown robe and disclosed,
A bright crystal- like rod,with a ruby red glow,
As he pointed it at  hooded fellow, he said,
"let father time scribble out, let the past hour be betrayed.

Hooded fellow then blinked, going on about his day,
And Twillow, junior in tow, and Willow king, crept away,
Once back home underneath South Downs bridge safe and sound,
Twillow learned not to venture on daylight hours ground...
eileen mcgreevy Jul 2010
In old south down, where the mourn mountains sweep,
There's a bridge made of wood where the willow trolls meet,
It's on midsummers eve when the sun takes a bow,
And bids bye, and farewell to the willow tree bough.

Talk of the evenings events and the mood there about,
And the damage that was caused by those lager louts,
Father willow troll talks of the courtships that passed,
Between boy trolls and lady trolls, and whether it'll last.

The baby trolls settle as the darkness descends,
And the moon shows her face to the willow troll friends,
Merry music is made from the willow tree strings,
And the food is supplied by the south down night things.

Horrid worldly events are a lifetime away,
As the humans excist by the exposure of day,
Two worlds so close, but nature keeps separate,
Never mixing together, its chosen by fate.

Pay attention and watch now, as my tales have begun,
Of a day seeking willow troll and his son.....
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