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Its the day after Valentine's
And cupid did not come
I waited at my bedroom door
I had bullets in my gun

I waited until midnight
Until today rolled around
Thinking that with just a chance
I would see and knock him out

I was just going to scare him
For all he put me through
Then ****** seemed a better choice
When I had a drink or two

I thought I saw a bunny
Plus a tiny green elf
But cupid did not raise his head
Afraid to show himself

At one point I saw Santa
There were raindeer on my roof
I heard a turkey chuckle
Giggling Gobblins were afoot

It's the day after Valentine's
And Cupid did not come
He gets maybe one more year
Then Cupids days are done

**Carl Joseph Roberts

Since I met you here, dear friend
I began to like this place a lot
at first sight it was eerie here
and the ground for me too hot

As I continued walking
upon untrodden paths
rotten fruit surrounding me
no bees or birds are singing

I wonder walking all alone
no sign of a living soul
all green softness disappeared,
and everywhere was stone

Wondering all the time, no shame
I found a clear chrystal ditch at last
if you will ask about the name
is that the present or in the past?

My head turning, my feet burning
they are to blurr my view
great bliss that pure water and some dew
wish that shall change my head from spinning

Then walking all the while with the same view
I see from far a green stip slowly coming
in seventh heaven am I, since it's a human being
I thank Thee on my naked knees, it is you my friend

I notice beauty yonder
the mockingbird and wren
have a duet together
I wonder since when

After I've met you, friend
I like this place a lot
it's not so eerie anymore
and God's blessings are on this spot


© Sylvia Frances Chan
      27th April 2013