But There Is No Brass Ring To Reach For

BUT THERE’S NO BRASS RING TO REACH FOR You know what makes my life such a wondrous whirl? Very little as far as I can think of Yes, there’s been ladies, women and my first shapely little girl But I wanted more than just a spiritual love You know what makes my life a joy? Nothing that comes to mind I was ignored when I was a boy while flames, tears, and disaster is all I’ve ever left behind You know what makes my life like a carousel? Nothing I can conjure or envision right now I know the best amusement park I’ll ever see is hell And on that Satan took an inflexible vow No one said that life would be miles of many smiles My purchase didn’t come with a warrantee It’s time and tawdriness that hatred defiles And the best thing about my life sure ain’t me © 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~