Well let me tell you bout' Amazing Grace
A Devil body and an Angel Face
When she kneels down on the barroom floor
She offers up forgiveness and a whole lot more

If it's redemption that you're trying to find
Her Absolution is one-of-a-kind
And I can attest that She can Blow Your Mind!
My Sweet Sweet Amazing Grace.

Her Patent Leathers are a sight to see
(If you look closely you'll know what I mean)
Her double pleated plaid skirt can knock you down
But then she'll raise you up boy
Without a doubt.

   She's such a Cutie
   A real Beauty but
    You wouldn't take her home to Mom...
   Daddy wouldn't mind it
    If you thought that you could find it
    To sneak him in the backseat and tag along...

So let me tell you bout' Amazing Grace
A Devil body and an Angel face
She'll let you baptize her all over her face
My Sweet Sweet Amazing Grace
(Gimme an AMEN!)
My Sweet Sweet Amazing Grace!

Ages ago
There was magic
In that Lovin' Spoonful
Song
There had been
Magic
In that
Life gone wrong
The wife
That Life
But...
But...
Somehow
Years and stone
Got in the way
Rolling on
Right back

Don't Read my poem
Your eyes Will burn
Your children
Will melt
In
Sulfurous
Squamous
Pools
Of Lust
Denied
Or torrid pages
Of words
Worth
Looking
Up.
Danger
Lurks here
When hearts
Speak.

Want.
Starve.
Is.
Love.

Word.
Thing.
Stuff.
Trouble.
Heart.
****.
You.

I can not touch you from here.
What?
You want a rhyme
To go with that?
Is it
Not enough
To know
That
I have been
Stretching
Trying
To Reach you?

You always insisted
That
"You"
Was a proper pronoun
But
That
"We"
was not

This clears up
Much of the
Mis-identification
I had
Mistakenly
Believed
About
Love