The best part..


Now this..


Shall we?


Does love have balls?

Is it just loading dice?


When he came they knew soon enough the he would make her complete.


Come let us play in the hay stack!


No more, no more..


In a world of make believe

I would hug you and dance you into dreams

For the faith would be pure from hurt

No harm done to our tiny selves

And the earth would float on a lotus

The giants would arrive

Taking their time as giants are heavy

And all is good in the wild woods

I say: Is that Johnny?

A Johnny come lately?

He would look to the sky and reply

I have heard it myself like a whisper

Then it became a shout

And they ran from the burning theater

Then the screen appeared

So I walked into a different world

I say: Did you meet Lady Jane?

He would look to the sky and reply

All is new in the movies today

I see nothing but great escapes.


Taking you somewhere is a good idea..at least you can be here with me.


I could do many things

Stir the chocolate and bang a drum

Give you something good just for fun

I can be your waiter, your butler, you burger flipper

I could be on time and break the rules

Just for fun I could be a hell of a gun

I'm what you call a person

I am many things at once.


I fight so that we might stand a chance in the future..is it not obvious that the self can not endure wrong after wrong..