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But Honey, Such Sweet Lies That We Both Told
But Honey, Such Sweet Lies That We Both Told It was a meandering dirty road, Ah but honey- such sweet lies that were told About the gold castle upon the hill And how love always gives sensual thrills Nary a word about hideous beast Hiding, awaiting its promised feast But such you knew, covered with a smile Hiding so well, your venom and dark guile. I hear sad tales of your sorrowing woes. That do not mention your grievous struck blows. I see, youthful lad with an eager heart On that winding road, with its cool start Sailing on seas of romantic delights Long before the dark truth- endless fights O' yes, your beauty such a stunning gift And those ravenous nights - sexual gifts Even in that dark- pleasures abundant Do I cry more, such being redundant? I hear sad tales of your sorrowing woes. That do not mention your grievous struck blows. Life in its blazing glory, onward flows Into that mysterious cloud it goes You, once a goddess so far out of reach Before dark world sat us down, both to teach. R.J. Lindley, first composed in 1979, Edited 9-09-2021
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