A tall frosted glass
some sweet sugary nectar
freshly brewed today

Perched up here
in my nest
Preening the feathers
on my chest
Constantly watching
The distant field
For any kind of meal
It might yield
Looking for movement
Some kind of sign
If you make a mistake
I'll make you mine
Seeing life
I spring into action
Eating you
Brings such satisfaction
Diving down
With incredible speed
A tasty dinner
Is what I need
You try to run
And try to hide
Once I spot you
I won't be denied
Almost made it
To your hole
I am coming
To get your soul
Talons digging
Into your back
Up to my nest
For an afternoon snack

When the time has come
The earth I shall leave
Promise me
That you will never grieve
Don't waste your time
Being sad
Remember all the times
That we had
Times of laughter
And of joy
I' ll always be
Your baby boy
Our life together
Had more love than most
Lets raise our glass
For one last toast
To the girl
Who made my life
You have been
An incredible wife
Dry that tear
Don't you cry
I'll be watching
From the sky
Always making sure
That you're okay
Till we're together
Again one day

I pray in the morning
and I pray at night
I pray that people
will see the light

God is good
and He loves you so
when you're way up high
or you're way down low

You can talk to Him
whenever you need
He'll always listen
oh yes indeed

He'll love you when you're good
and He'll love you when you're bad
He'll love you when you're happy
and even when you're sad

Whether you're heterosexual
or a person that is gay
skinny, fat, short or tall
He'll love you anyway

When I sit down
At the table
I get excited
To read your label

Peeling back
Your foil cover
A small square of joy
I discover

Strawberry or grape
Jelly or jam
I don't really
Give a ****

I use a few
On my toast
That's the way
I like it most

I think I'm hooked
Don't try and knock it
I put a couple
In my pocket

When no one is looking
Into my pocket I reach
Slowly I pull one out
Man I hope it's peach

Always thinking about it
That sticky substance I crave
Won't someone help me
I'm becoming it's slave

In the fall
It's homemade preserve
On a Ritz *******
I like to serve

I can't stop
No matter how I try
I'll be a slave to the jelly
Till the day I die