If Enough People View This I Will Tell You a Secret About the Easter Bunn

BETWEEN A KNOCK AND A HARD PLACE Where is she? She was with me yesterday? Where could she be? To find my lover a fortune I would pay The last thing I saw her doing was preparing a meal She diced the carrots, sliced the onions, and added some spice Her being missing like this just doesn’t seem real But sometimes a sinner has to pay the pious their price The cost they were asking was absurd at best Yet I’d give them diamonds and other gems I beg thee god of love don’t put me through this test Because a wounded heart is from where my sorrow stems It’s too quiet in here without her casual and common comment Wait now, I hear a knock on the door, but my lady has the key There stood a man I didn’t know who said “here’s a notefrom a pretty lady sent” And all it said was she has needs to fulfill and simply signed it “me” © 2010.….free cee!