Live On a Lark

Live on a Lark I learned how to live on a lark And then did decide to disembark On a voyage which invariably Would be just right for you and me. Laughed and smiled everywhere we went And as soon as all our money was spent Upon the sea grew a great big hale Your and my face started turning pale. Each formed wave was finally flat And I started to think off the bat With her then had to be quite blunt, To go again we would never want. James Thomas Horn Poet Laureate World Renown www.poetrysoup.com www.story-telling-around-the-world.com