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I never count my steps as I pass

Along the churchyard path.

Though as I have past

By faded old gravestones

And seen the churchyard trees

Bare of summer’s leaves,

I have known all steps lead me home.

Dark and Light

I will close my curtain

And shut out the night.

But it is certain

That light

And dark

Will continue their fight

In my so human heart,

Until light and dark

Are swallowed by night.

On a Cold Autumn Day

On a cold autumn day

I find that time

Has stopped. But my clock

May be wound today.

Yet, one day

I will not

Know the day or time.

She Will Wear Heels for Me

She will wear heels for me.

I will have fun

And when I am done

Thoughts of the setting sun

And of eternal dust

Will come to cool my lust.

 

I Found a Sock

I found a sock

Too small to be mine.

Perhaps, after wine

Some lover of mine

Forgot her sock. But what

Do lovers do

When missing 1 sock?

Do they wear 1 shoe?

The Riddle

After their labours

They kissed him goodbye.

And his neighbours

Asked themselves why

2 young women laboured

Then kissed age goodbye.

Politics and Beer

When a beer loving Socialist named Grub

Went and entered a prestigious Conservative club,

And they said, “why are you here!”,

He said, “I came here for beer,

As the beer here is very good!”.

Debauch

Following a night of great drunkenness and debauch

I found a young lady on my porch.

Her name it was Lou

And she’d lost a shoe.

I wonder, was she part of my debauch?

Snake

So girlie and innocent

In your fearful fascination

With the big snake

In the aquarium.

 

You took my hand

In that public place.

Such girl-like innocence

And our lost grace.

 

In the Moment

In the moment

There’s the mad thrust

Of unthinking lust.

But after pleasure

Come thoughts of dust.