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Slayer, tooth decayer

on a prayer that was answered

On a high horse, or a racecourse

in flames, and flooded with answers

But will my

young heart

beat a false start?

I'm a jogger whose eyes are turning

I'm a here now

and I know how

Oh, my heart is yearning

Day on day...

You're a talker, she's a walker

yeah, there's two kinds of people

one half, have heart

the other part

lie in a field of dead dreams, oh

And now the rent's due,

and I have to

siphon off a living

in this

cruel world

which was hurled

out into space and spinning

Day on day...

Now it's late fall

before nightfall

yeah, I go out walking


dead leaves

in my blue jeans

and my

long sleeves 

with their 

stitched seams

And the streetlights,

they shine so bright

I wonder what they could show me

It's a long freeze and I do believe

we could all

go without warning




For the Birds and Children

For the Birds and Children

Aunt Bette's Homemade Pecan Pie
Rockin’ Rocky Road Ice Cream
Tom’s Heavenly Apple Strudel
Joe’s Divine Butter Tarts
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