Betsy was a lady with hair down to her arse she loved her boutique clothing despite it being sparse She walked into a diner to grab a bite to go She didn’t see him staring She didn’t even know Then she left the diner to walk out in the park she didn’t know he followed despite it getting dark When she stopped to ponder the trail that was amiss the man jumped out and grabbed her her lips was where he kissed She thought that she was being hurt by some old kooky nut she knew that she could hit him she knew she’d kick his butt but when she saw his face then under the moon so bright she realized its her lover Her man, her Mister Right!
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Do For You
I feel a flutter in my chest and feel the wind beneath my wings like a bird upon its cage feeling free and so it sings Needing nothing now but love like a hanger for a shirt wanting to be hanging out not laying in the dirt but the cold can come and take it and try to halt its song like a blocked path in a garden a tree root is that strong To deny yourself the freedom like a child from a womb is to wish you had no lifeline Only future filled with doom so you finish what you’re doing try to stay along your way keep your vision very close don’t let sadness make you stray Be eager to find that someone to share your love, your flow and go just where your heart leads don’t stop or let that go.
only time will tell only one at a time time piece time to go go alone go get one one, two, three one of a kind kind of like you kind to your neighbor neighborhood neighborly love love you more love is in the air air balloon air it out out of time out of control control yourself control your temper temper tantrum temper your behavior behavior adjustment behavior management management is in charge management will contact you you rock you are the one one of a kind one day at a time time to go time of the day day of the week day to remember remember what to do remember my name name your poison name of the game game day game night night time night before Christmas Christmas Eve Christmas is coming coming home coming of age age of Aquarius age old solutions Solutions Aquarius
Don’t ask me if I’m nervous I’d lie and tell you no you’d ask me how I’m feeling and where’d those feelings go. It isn’t like I’m private or thinking of what to do its just that I am waiting for someone just like you. So take my hand and follow me up to my still spot then sit and have a coffee and share just what you’ve got. I know it’s surprising I’m really not so blunt I just want you to see that it’s you I really want.