Minute Poetry...
Last Updated August 3, 1999East of The Garden
And through the Trees there blows a breez,
Thats saying how, but never when.
For Crying stops and pain is left.
And pain in poetry rules again.
In a Garden Filled with flowers,
Someone waits yet sits alone.
crying tears that never fall
Falling no where to be sown.
Though the fruit is bitter sweet,
Apoun your palate burns like ice.
East of the Garden is the place,
That you can never exit twice.
Hey Baby
Hey Hey Hey Baby,
What can ya' Say Maybe
You love me sweetie,
No one else but me sweetie
No No No Darlin,
No more come and go Darlin.
Sit down girl cause it's comming,
And you'd better stop your runnin'... Around..
I give you everything,
That you can take.
I'd fetch your pet fish
From the bottom of a lake.
But now I'm homicidal,
Unless your Domoscile's
With one man baby
One man, and thats Me!
Hey Hey Hey Baby,
Can't ya' settle down, maybe,
You'll marry me someday,
And have no more free time to play.
Have 10 kids, and get quite large,
We'll move onto an old barge,
And I'll keep those salty sailors away from.. You....
Hey Hey Hey Baby!
