Purveyor of Poetry & Porn
I have to assume this is an old songwriting attempt, probably from at least ten years ago...I know it's way before I started dating stuff in 2009...
You can definitely find stuff if you dig deep enough...
All You Have To Do Is Pay...
There's a place and time for everything,
so they say.
There are people who will gladly show you the way,
Just smile and listen to what they say,
All you have to do is pay.
There are women who will love you for a price,
They look real good, act real nice.
If you play it right you'll get a lay,
All you have to do is pay.
There are preachers who will save your soul,
It's really simple, give it a go.
They will point you to Heaven and show you the way,
All you have to do is pay.
Next time your feeling blue,
There are friends for rent, for an hour or two.
They will listen to all you say,
All you have to do is pay.
Everyone is a stinkin' whore,
Everyone is two legged store,
Tax your tomorrow, sell your today,
All you have to do is pay.
Purveyor of Poetry & Porn
Hey Chef...don't make fun of that old truck...and I want you to know btw that I fixed the bodywork...
Yeah, I found a roll of duct tape in the back room...
Anyway, I'll take my free drink Mr. Rumple...and if anyone's not here, you can give me their drink and I'll be sure to, um, give it to them next time I see them...
Purveyor of Poetry & Porn
I see Miss Mazza wondered in...told you that you should get a lock on that front door...of course, you need to get a front door first...
Good Morning Miss Mazza...my mother is a Reiki Master, btw...apparently it doesn't really take much...its sort of like rubbing your hands together and then put them on somebody else's body...
Apparently I've been practicing Reiki for years without even realizing it...
Purveyor of Poetry & Porn
I was able to extract a golden...
...shower head for my master bathroom from my boss. I was surprised he actually remembered that he owed me one since the Nixon administration, but had to wonder what his motivation might be considering...
Purveyor of Poetry & Porn
Relatives...
At family gatherings throughout the year,
There are those who add to the holiday cheer,
Those who brighten up your day,
Every time they come your way.
Most are a pleasure to be around,
As fine as any friends I’ve found,
But, there are a few I’d like to lose,
If I could only pick and choose.
Some that are a pain in my rear end,
I’d like to delete like a Facebook friend,
Others who insist they are family,
But sure don’t look a thing like me.
Others who are annoying beyond belief,
Whose only purpose is to bring me grief,
They’ll have to get along on their own,
They are not going to get another loan.
The problem with relatives is understood,
You have to take the bad with the good.
Though some I wish would get lost at sea,
They probably think the same of me.
09-11-11.
