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My Way

And now as I hold her near
I turn and draw the bedroom curtain
She made what she wants so clear 
She's going to get it tonight for certain
I'm to be a raging bull 
and ravish her not in a shy way 
I'm to drive her into the erotic abyss 
By doing it my way 

Regrets, There have been so few
but the chocolate sauce I'd better mention 
You were supposed to lick not chew 
That's why I'm full of apprehension 
but what a night on the golf course
and the hard shoulder of the highway
After just one romantic kiss 
We did it my way . 

Yes there were times I'm sure you knew 
When I needed a minute or two 
but you didn't have to pout 
Like a sour faced old trout 
because I was soon standing straight and tall
and did it my way . 

We've loved , we've laughed and cried 
My rigidity I was losing 
With passing years stamina subsides 
and you find that so amusing 
Is that it ? I hear you say 
In your own demanding way 
Oh no , Oh no ''cos after a cup of tea''
We'll do it my way . 

For what is a man , What has he got 
If he can't do it twice on the trot 
Wear your dress whenever he feels 
Practice wearing your high heels 
The record shows I love sucking toes 
and I did it my way .

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Trying Something New

Trying something new , If you think you see something or someone you recognise .
It is purely coincidental.


I met a romantic queen
and made love to her in a dream 
Her mum said . Put him down 
Drive him out of town 
You've no idea where he's been . 

I have a friend named A.D.
I adore all of her poetry
Her writing puts me to shame
but when she mentions my name
I feel like she's flirting with me.

A beautiful lady named Nette 
Said she wouldn't be kissed for a bet 
but a gentleman I aint
If I kissed her she'd faint
and she'd be forever in my debt.

Our very good friend Tim
Swore a beautiful woman was stalking him
but since he's been missing 
He's discovered French kissing
Now our chances of finding him are slim.

I know a young lady named SKAT
When she makes love, She purrs like a cat
She is such a cute kitten 
I admit I am smitten
and I wouldn't mind hearing that.

We have a beautiful friend named F.J.
I asked what she knew about kissing one day
I could tell from her wink
She knows more than we think
and a lot more than she's willing to say.


LOL 
I'll work on it.

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A Broken Heart Away

She was my first love until it ended
It would last forever I believed
Was it the childish words that so offended
Or were we by our youth just being deceived.
I couldn't do a thing to stop you leaving 
Though I remember hoping you would stay 
but the final words I spoke I still believe in 
I will never be more than a broken heart away.

The memories of that love are still with me 
Loving feelings in my heart are tightly cleft
All around me I see a beautiful history 
Reminders of our love before you left.
Ornaments and pictures on the mantle 
Each a memory I can touch
I have even saved all the scented candles 
and the bible pressed rose you loved so much.

Now I'm hearing your new man has betrayed you 
I heard he hit you and you lived a life of hell 
You now know not a word he spoke has proven true
Since the day he first cast his evil spell.
I'm told you would come back if I asked you 
Nevermore would you feel the need to stray 
This time it would be forever and you'll be true
and you are only a broken heart away .

My friendship is there if you should need me 
My shoulder is yours if you wish to cry
All I own is given to you freely 
but I'm afraid my love I cannot lie 
My broken heart has now mended 
Though scarred by the bitter years of pain
What we shared has truly ended
I just cannot put my heart through that again ,

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Prayer For Today

Dear lord in heaven hear me I pray
Thank you for the blessing of this beautiful day
I know in your heart lord you wish only peace
I pray man will hear you and hatred will cease.

 You feel betrayed lord Man did not heed your word
You spoke of love but man never heard 
Today we worship riches, Diamonds and gold
For the price of a dollar our souls have been sold.

We make bullets and bombs lord to help us make war
Spread terror and hatred,Refusing to follow your law
For all of our sins lord I pray you will forgive 
Help us to stop fighting and dying , Teach us to live.

Teach us compassion , Teach us to care 
To look after each other in this world we share
Then as we learn lord please walk by our side
Help us to look after the living things you provide.

Mother nature is awesome full of beauty and grace 
Teach us to respect her and put a smile on her face
This is my prayer lord, Thank you for listening to me
Forever in your light I will walk happily.
Amen

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So Many Shades of Green

visitin me aunty Cushla
For the first time in Ballybay
I found meself beside a signpost
An I stopped to find me way.
It was then I spied a little feller
Laid behind a bale of hay
He was prepared to help me 
but wanted to know what I was prepared to pay.

Well I couldn't believe what I was hearin
He's a tight fisted scallywag
but he wouldn't listen to reason 
and jangled the coins in his money bag.
Would ye do that to a feller Irishman ?
I hope yer marry a sour faced old hag 
He said , Why do yer think I'm chargin yer
Shut yer gob an get out yer swag.

He rubbed his hands as I counted me money
Just like Ebenezer Scrooge 
Gigglin like an hyena 
With his cheeks the colour of rouge.
Twenty pieces of silver
I thought his price was huge
The guys a bloody comedian 
an I am to be his stooge.

He stood up from behind the bale
An dressed in so many shades of green 
With his funny hat and his little pipe
On his shillelagh he began to lean.
Now where was it yer said yer were goin
Ah Ballybay , Well to prove I'm not too mean 
I'm gonna walk there with yer 
Aren't I the most generous leprechaun yerv ever seen?

As we walked I told him about me aunty Cushla
an me bein on holiday fer two weeks
He handed me back me money 
I'm so dumbfounded I can't speak
Ah to see a leprechaun yer must believe 
He said,So yer must forgive me cheek
An its luvvly to see a young Irish lad
Who didn't treat me like a freak.

Well Shamus an me became buddies
Fer the duration of me stay
Downin pints an eatin colcannon 
an dancin in the Irish way
He could really play a fiddle 
An no more did I have to pay
I loved me visit to see aunty Cushla
On me first trip to Ballybay.

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The Naked Ramblers Society

Wobbly bits , Hairy bits and dangly bits galore
So if you're feeling squeamish
Draw your curtains and lock the door
For today is the day in Yorkshire 
When the naked ramblers go on tour.

They will walk beside the railway line
From Settle to Carlisle
All their bits a bouncing 
For mile after mile 
You are welcome to join them
but you can wear nothing but a smile .

One of the guys must have fallen in a puddle 
I think his name is Jim 
Some things shrink when they're in water 
and you'll feel really sorry for him.
The lady garden of Hairy Mary 
Really needs a trim . 

One lady must be American 
Well her wobbly bits have certainly gone 
To the very deepest south .
She's spitting out tobacco juice 
From the corner of her mouth 
Her lady garden looks angry 
With that mass of ginger hair
Goodness gracious , She bent over
Now that really gave me a scare.

I hope I have inspired you 
So if you're feeling brave 
Pop into the bathroom
and give your bits a shave 
Then you can apply to join 
The naked ramblers society 
Don't forget to give me a wave
I'm the guy hiding behind the tree.

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A Romantic Dream

This world can be cruel 
and people unkind 
but love is a jewel 
Each of us can find 
Desperately lonely 
He's feeling alone 
The explorer is searching 
For someone of his own .

He'll search forever 
If that is what he must do 
To build a life together 
With the love he feels is true
Through disease and sickness
Heartbreak and pain 
Once his heart is given 
In love he'll remain.

So he travels the oceans 
Across borders and skies 
Following his heart 
For its there all truth lies
Time has no meaning 
Forever has no face 
Be it determination or dreaming
He roams place to place .

If his heart is to be sated 
He'll find what was meant to be 
So long fate has waited 
To find love eternally 
Then they'll build a new life 
Into the country they'll flee
A simple man and his new wife 
Escaping life's misery .

In the midst of a forest 
A new log cabin they erect 
Building a new life of beauty
Built on love and respect .
Families will grow strong here 
True love will thrive
They will work together
For the rest of their lives .
True friends are welcome 
To visit our idyllic scene 
We'll even help them 
If they wish to share in our dream.


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Limerick 3

A very beautiful young  lady named Jan 
Explained the things she does for her man
I cannot believe what she said 
The vision won't leave my head 
If she wants to do it to me *She can.

A tribute to a dear friend .lol

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I Want My Dinner

Dripping doorsteps or bubble and squeak
I ate so much I couldn't speak
Apple pie and clotted cream 
Used to make my taste buds scream.

Home made parkin or treacle toffee
Steaming mugs of dads camp coffee
Corned beef hash or dumplings and stew
Onion gravy with a Yorkshire pudding or two.

Roast beef sarnies covered with mustard
Sherry trifle with banana custard
Hot steak pie and mushy peas
Cauliflower and melted cheese .

Lemon curd tart or angel cake
The sausage rolls my mum would make
The massive helpings on my plate 
Turned me into a heavy weight.

My mother thought it a wonderful sight
To see a child with a healthy appetite
After years of dieting I'm now much thinner
Though I must admit I want my dinner.

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Bingo

Animals have moved in next door 
That must be true somehow 
I swear I heard my mother say 
She's a sour faced old cow . 
Now she is a dirty cow 
For not keeping her curtains shut 
and my dad has had a rollocking 
For staring at her butt .

I didn't know cows should wear a bra 
but mum says ''she's showing all she's got''
To a teenage boy fresh out of puberty 
That cow next door sure looks hot .
Now mum is going ballistic 
She swears the cows neck is made of brass
Just because she wears a skirt 
That barely covers her ass. 

Now they are the best of friends 
We've torn down the garden wall 
Girty next door loves bingo 
So there must be no barriers at all 
Its not a game for me to play
but I choose my bingo ball 
Dirty girty number thirty 
Please give me a call.