They think that it's right

To ****** day and night

And still be forgiven for their sins

It's time they met their lord

'Greet the longest sharpest sword

At the place where eternity begins

It's dandy
Finding randy girls
As macho guys seem to
I drool at scenes
Like tight blue jeans
When a wiggle warms the view
I'm a gangster
For ****** samplers
And sweeties that crowd the beach
I used to shop
Till my eyes would lock
Where my right and left eyes meet
And when I gaze
At perfect sways
A tom-tom fills my chest
And I still cheer
For a lovely rear
But I race back to the best
For I love the one
That shares our home
She stirs me quite enough
In her gown
It flutters down
When we peel down to the buff
I can't afford
The babes on Broad
And cheating is too drastic
But I've long chose
My perfect rose
And hmmmmm she's still fantastic

Can't you see

Our legacy

Is love

So perfectly

It fits us

Like a glove

You're a woman

I'm a man

So recognize

The survival plan

Can't you see

Our legacy is love

You may remember me
And smile
Still curious
Of my aim
Or possibly
You'll just forget
You ever knew my name
But I will say
As you might guess
That you were more to me
For when you passed
You left a heart
As shattered
As could be
I will remember you
And hurt
Feeling more than humble
Falling short
Of such as you
Is quite
An awful tumble

I shifted the driving stick
Turned on the gas
And begin gently
Driving down that sweet road
As I pushed the gears
To a faster speed
And enjoyed the highway
Under me
We both reciprocated
To the reactions
As the excursion uplifed us
Through the movements together
Down the curves and hills
Finally reaching culmination
As we climbed the last hill
In frenetic coordination
Reaching a wonderul crescendo
As we finished our first drive
And looking back in amazement
We realized we'd been missing out
On the most pleasurable part of living
And vowed to make sure
We'd make that drive again...
And again

STILL A CLIMBER

He might have quit

Like a broken man

But climbed quite high

With just one hand

******************­******

BLOODED, NOT BOWED

Blooded and battered

From the grenade's strong impact

Some might have retreated

But with courage intact

He rose from the ashes

To face whatsoever

Stronger at heart

Taller than ever

******************­******

THE MAXIMUM SOLDIER

Bury your losses

They have no more uses

Shrug off the damage

And give no excuses

Push past your limits

Where guts are demanded

In the heat of the battle

Heroes are branded

Who is that in my old easy chair
That old familiar face looks so still
Looks like me but it's not breathing
Does it mean it's time for leaving
Before my obligations are fulfilled

I woke up and realized it's just a dream
Gotta get it back together once again
I just want to keep it honest
Follow up on things I've promised
Make use of precious time to every end

Lord, I've got some making up to do
There's so many many dreams to carry thru
Let me walk this road on further
I've done so little for my brother
        Lord, I've got some making up to do

I want waste this chance to get it right
Let me live it to the fullest Lord I plead
My old pasture's looking green now
It's all ambitious dreams now
My obituary's much too soon to read
 
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