Loving me was her end, you see...
it was simply not to be.
Each day I stood by, watching... waiting.
each day she stood there, hopeful... waiting.
I wasn't what she expected.
and in the end, she was rejected.
And in the end, she was rejected.
Her needs and desires neglected.
Her heart sought more than she got.
And what was once hot was not.
And what was once hot was not.
The handle of the pan got soft.
Letting it slip from my hand.
On the floor, crash it did land.
Now a dent and stain are there.
I can only look, curse and swear.
"No one knows when the final grain of sand will plummet through their own personal Hourglass." ~ CKAcres
"If you really want to make a difference, don't over think it, just do it..."
"Scars of life are deeply etched within the minds of curious old souls."
I can only look, curse and swear.
It's really more than I can bare.
I know you gave me a dare.
But it's a part I rarely share.
But it's a part I rarely share.
No! I would never give a dare.
Sometimes to curse and swear.
Is the only face one can wear.
As voices from the devil flare.
Images in our mind ensnare.
It is hard sometimes to share.
When one resides in Satin's lair.
"No one knows when the final grain of sand will plummet through their own personal Hourglass." ~ CKAcres
"If you really want to make a difference, don't over think it, just do it..."
"Scars of life are deeply etched within the minds of curious old souls."
When one resides in Satan's lair..
It doesn't matter what's right or wrong..
Life will always be unfair..
As long as you keep singing a loser's song..
As long as you keep singing a loser's song..
Life will always be unfair..
It doesn't matter what's right or wrong..
When one resides in Satan's lair..
Wrong or right, quit singing a loser's song..
Stand up tall, face down Satan's stare..
He can not win if you don't play along..
"No one knows when the final grain of sand will plummet through their own personal Hourglass." ~ CKAcres
"If you really want to make a difference, don't over think it, just do it..."
"Scars of life are deeply etched within the minds of curious old souls."
He can not win if you don't play along.
This is a team game and requires effort on both parts.
I want you to get along. Is that so wrong?
Otherwise play the sport or switch to art.
Otherwise play the sport or switch to art.
I doubt I'd even know where to start.
Lets forget all of the fighting and enjoy my crusty apple tart.
When You Don't Feel Like Smiling, Smile Anyway
Lets forget all of the fighting and enjoy my crusty apple tart.
A slice.. or two.. would be so smart.
But I must warn you in advance before you start.
Too many apples will make you fart.
So don't go be too damn smart,
or else you'll feel your buttocks part.
When flatulent pressure releases.
Your pants, takes out the creases.
Cuts through not making a hole.
Making sounds of thunder roll.
Smells, are that of rotten eggs.
At times, even warms your legs.
"No one knows when the final grain of sand will plummet through their own personal Hourglass." ~ CKAcres
"If you really want to make a difference, don't over think it, just do it..."
"Scars of life are deeply etched within the minds of curious old souls."
At times, even warms your legs.
This air that makes your pants flap.
But if warmth is all we really want.
Better we have a warm butt sitting in our lap.
Better we have a warm butt sitting in our lap...
I must now put on my thinking cap..
Its hardly been used, infact it's almost brand new,
and it's soft and its beautiful and it's in shades of green and blue.
And it's soft and its beautiful and it's in shades of green and blue.
Like an Amazon parrot or ferns in morning dew.
The only thing more beautiful and a greater prize.
Is seeing those reflections within your eyes.
Is seeing those reflections within your eyes,
everything you so despise.
And I tried my hardest just to make you pleased,
but you spit in my face like im diseased.
im tired of your wants and wishes.
Hiding darkness with a kiss.
everything will be just fine you tell me.
I smile with hidden knife in hand...
I know I will be.
I know I will be.
Prey to your will and schemes.
But someday you will finally see.
Not all is as it seems.
Not all is as it seems,
"I want you!" She screams,
But, really, what she wants
Is to eat all of your vol au vents.
Is to eat all of your vol au vents.
Wonder if it's any good
How much does it cost?
More than two cents?
When You Don't Feel Like Smiling, Smile Anyway
More then two cents
is three cents.
more then three cents
is four cents.
And so on and so on.
And so on and so on,
Come on, gimmie something to go on,
Can't think here, I feel like a moron,
So instead, I'll just eat some boron.
So instead, I'll just eat some Boron...
it does taste awfully good...
or is that just an oxymoron?
I think next time I'll try some wood.
I think next time I'll try some wood..
Plastic is never any good..
If steel was handy I'd try it too..
Now if only I had some glue..
Now if only I had some glue,
Oh my, then I'd have a shoe,
From many parts, of glorious hue,
But then I'd need another shoe.
So off I go, looking for bits,
Then I can call this poem quits.
Then I can call this poem quits
After checking each word fits,
Into this short, little rhyme,
As now it's past my bedtime.
As now it's past my bedtime.
But first I need some red wine.
And maybe a sandwich or two.
Oh what the hell, I'll wait up for you.
Oh what the hell, I'll wait up for you.
I speak these words so true.
now tell me what to do.
Otherwise you will rue.
Otherwise you will rue.
You for me and me for you.
Never regret and never forget.
That magical day that we met.
that magical day that we met.
i will never forget, the way you looked at me.
standing there on that street.
our eyes met and our hearts took flight.
Our eyes met and our hearts took flight.
I couldn't remove you from my minds sight.
I had to know you none too soon.
It hurt too much just looking at you.. from across the room.
