This Poem Is Peppered With Perverted and Devient Descriptions So I'Ll Catch You All On the Flip Side

There have been songs, poems and discussions ad infinitum on this subject, here’s my attempt at being whatever the rest of you are and I ain’t ELECTRIC PAINS They told me this would happen But surely not to me They said there are certain things life can’t abide And one of those facts doesn’t come for free We would go places and they’d all remark As I thanked God for what they were looking at But no matter how I prayed, beseeched and I begged Right beside me on a chair is where my future sat Everything was the best, everything was great Everything was everything I ever wanted all in one One very little package but prized more than gold And I remember when I could still use the word “fun” Now when I say the word “fun it seems strange and aloof And I suppose it’s the same thing with the word “joy” It’s difficult to talk in terms of things you miss so Like little Frannie in fourth grade and my favorite toy I tried to avoid accepting what every one else expected I tried to turn a cannot into a “can be” for me Then one night as I went to turn off the light Sadly I was startled to see what they see It was something I tried to ward off for so many years But with surety in reality there are things a mere mortal can’t delay Suddenly electric trains and baseball cards became things of the past Because they can’t stay little forever and my baby leaves for college today © 2011.….Phreepoetree To prove the point of the prologue above youtube “let them be little” (country) and butterfly kisses and dream of a child by burton cummings, and I defy any parent not to wish they had written those three songs….~f!~