Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Hunt Me

Hunt me if you please
Little Chickadees
As you sing your songs
With smoke filled bongs
And a muffled sound
Quite fully round
Fills the stoopid air
With a love so fair

Give me a chance
To show you how to dance
So that we can enjoy
Being a girl and a boy
And into the sky
We shall sigh
A heartfelt noise for two
And no more feeling blue

So I ask you to follow
To the land of marshmallow
Where all the people play
There are no shades of gray
In this place I love
Resting in the shade of doves
I will stay smiling
Even as life keeps on dialing


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