She knows that I will always love her
but does she care?
hah
yeah of course she does
she shells out love like peas from a pod
almost like she is a Goddess
and yes I confess
I kneel before her
feel her hair on my head
kiss her feet
as I said
she is my Goddess and until or unless
someone else comes along
hers is the song
I will sing.

Seven
******
Hours
Of
Our
Lives

This is a Bleeping Bopping Boo.
Bleeping Bopping Boo lives on the biggest bandana in Boston.
Bleeping Bopping Boo eats ******* butterflies, blankets, blue bananas and bears.
Bleeping Bopping Boo likes beating up babies, belly dancing, bouncing on buffalo's back and abducting bananas.
Bleeping Bopping Boo breaks into buffalo bodies, blame babies for bad stuff, and blabber all day.
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I will never have a cat
I will never get a lizard
I will never touch a rat
But I will always love dogs.

Summer is bright and yellow
It tastes like a bowl of watermelon
It sounds like an ocean's wave or kids playing in the pool
And smells like the fresh cut grass
It looks like a peace and blissful day
It makes you feel happy and free.

Cedar Point
An awesome park
A lot of fun rides, but only so many to go on
Parents say "5 more minutes"
It goes by so fast
I wasn't happy to say goodbye

That's it
all done
time for some fun
debauchery
this you cannot see
but this is or was the me
before.

Oh yes the door was well and truly shut
when I got old but
this was just a part of why
I decided to let the old things die.

Should I tell you anyways about those sordid nights and days
and what would it be that I can say
to say it wasn't,isn't this way no more
the door
well as I said that is shut
but people knock on wood for luck
the people that I know don't give a ****
about what it is that you might want,it's what they want and where they feed and what the need is they don't care
don't even want to go there anymore
another door that's closed and shut real tight
one day I might set this down in words upon a page
or in a rage might rip the whole lot into shreds
as I have ripped through several beds
and tempted ladies by the score
tired now I don't do that anymore
another door.

The key
the key is gone and I am free
and free to see who I can and what I am to be
another door
and one more trial I have to take before I make
my peace.