Adventure

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My Siren Song

A siren's love

My Siren Song

My Siren Song.

​​​​​All...! Hear my voice as I sing,
Listen to my words lingering.
...

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The guy in the blue shirt

The guy in the blue shirt
Was walking down the road
When he came to this mountain
He...

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I hanker and pine for wood...

I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather

I haint no spring chicken,
("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!")
but in Summer re:
long in...

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That girl that walks in the...

That girl that walks in the rain

That girl that walks in the rain
I was sitting watching her
I saw her walk to the lake...

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Two doves sit by the moon

Two doves sit by the moon

Two doves sit by the moon
On a tree branch as they
Coo-ah coo-coo In the night
Near a...

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What happened to my sex drive?

What happened to my sex drive?

(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of --
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone...

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Where the World is Quiet

The Lakeshore

Where the World is Quiet

I cant think of a better way,
To smolder this constant flame.
Of life's chaos and...

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The legend of Thor

The legend of Thor

Under the Wyoming skies
Deep in the mountains
Was a horse who was a
Legend free as a...

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Nature in the city

As the sun rises
Over the City and
The shadows move
East to west Among
The city...

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Doubting thomas doth hanker...

a house without gossips nor gonifs with the missus

Doubting thomas doth hanker to live in (or share)...

Maybe a pair of stray eyes
will alight on my post
might subsequently manifest destiny
...

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Your smile

I saw your smile
From a mile it
Was bright as the sun
And then when I saw
Your...

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A harrowing drive on the...

A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway

(route 76) both heading into
(and a small number of hours later
exiting) center city...

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I CAN'T SAY YOU'...

Sometimes, the truth hurts...

Sometimes, you don't want to go but, maybe it's in the reality......

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Oh Mondseer: the muck cob...

Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga...,

crafted when Wallace and Gromit
returned from their trip to the moon,
which I can prov-olone...

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Awaiting a growth spurt...

Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened

When a boy,
I wanted to be as tall as my father
(he passed away October seventh
two...