...seeing purse dressed, flowery-folds,
knows the pleasure, -heaven holds.

Standing proud, -cocksure his breast,
exhausted her, laugh-ter, -nothing left.

Weakly submissive, exhilarated now pressed,
emboldened by she, guardedly bereft...

No strawberry, cakes, honey, grape,
you know what's coming;

The Woody Villain...

Is a life of torment,
nothing seems quite right
nothing is quite wrong
Everything is inbetween,
a purpose or
a song.

*Serapis
Pinochle
Playing Cards
Hard Chuckle*

*Serapis
Pinochle
Playing Cards
Hard Chuckle*

 *HuGadarn* *