And now for something completely different
I wanna take the whole bowl of the Eucharist, and run away with it, and pour milk on it, Startt your day off holy with Christ chex cereal!
Bah. hmmm.
Poem not song,
"Ode To the Hopeless Romantics"
Listen now,and heed my warnings,
Of a love thought pure and true.
For love can be deceiving
As in these stories two.
For one man, love was happiness,
But blind now was his goal;
And his heart was smashed and in its wake,
A bloodied and battered soul.
For a time, he was devestated,
But true friends, they helped along;
And his heart has now been mended,
And he passes on his song.
To a girl who thought forever,
Was the length that love would last;
But for her these thoughts were shattered,
After only a year had passed.
For Cupid is a cruel-hearted tamer,
And his arrow pierces the heart;
And the blood escapes in rivers,
And the cylce begins to start...
Written approxamitely a year ago today
Bah. hmmm.
Poem not song,
"Ode To the Hopeless Romantics"
Listen now,and heed my warnings,
Of a love thought pure and true.
For love can be deceiving
As in these stories two.
For one man, love was happiness,
But blind now was his goal;
And his heart was smashed and in its wake,
A bloodied and battered soul.
For a time, he was devestated,
But true friends, they helped along;
And his heart has now been mended,
And he passes on his song.
To a girl who thought forever,
Was the length that love would last;
But for her these thoughts were shattered,
After only a year had passed.
For Cupid is a cruel-hearted tamer,
And his arrow pierces the heart;
And the blood escapes in rivers,
And the cylce begins to start...
Written approxamitely a year ago today