After the feasting on turkey and m… who becomes the receptacle or the… Instead of dumping the leftovers i… or making tons of dinners of turke… we invite big fat Uncle Fred over…

Deep down inside beyond the scope of judgment, the workplace of the devils or paradise of the angels or the battlefield of the two,

As I think of you on this Valenti… I see you and the other angels at… I see me in your sights through st… the me in need of you to answer al… Why do I need love when I have al…

Of beauty cast out in the mystic s… of music with wings and whiter lac… a ballad above the clouds in a lig… rolling with the motion of the sur… sweet music from the pipes of the…

Man of two men, bestial and chaste with a barrier down the middle of his soul, dividing demonic hideaways from upright plantations,

Years Ahead Little girl, up ahead road so smoo… Moving swiftly into life’s journey… Into years when time is like winte… When rudiments are past and music…

Above the Land We launch our dreams Upon solid ground We see the sky adorned by Its mysterious blue ceiling

Mother Nature of assorted colors, Of green and brown and tinted othe… Through seasons of joy and of lame… She whitens them all which heaven… Softly to the ground with the swir…

The Selfish Poet He told his loved one to sit alone Without a word being spoken Too wrapped up in himself to be co… His feelings are in his words alon…

Passion boiling and running throug… Racing with the antelopes and purp… Burning up the words of romantic p… With nothing spoken and none compo… A love story up in flames by the r…

Reflections upon the glassy waters in clear days of none that bothers looking at life and the glossiness… of when it was a glorious ride and… as is the surface riled up by the…

Love Devils They spin their webs in the name o… For the lonely down below and up a… With a face like Venus and a hear… They steal your heart then head fo…

In the quiet of Mother Nature, In her bosom a complacent lullaby, A song that tames the passion, An air that dissolves the run of p… A lullaby to sleep of all anxiety,

Millie the Maggot Oh how I love my maggot collectio… I sing lullabies to put them to sl… It’s fun to watch them slither aro… They look so sexy as they move