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An Exploration Of The Id
Cheryl
I knew a girl named Cheryl, born to wealth and fame.
A soul who sought out only love but garnered only pain.
She didn't understand them, although she really tried.
When the pain became to much to handle, she sought out suicide.
And all her friends and family, thought poor Cheryl mad.
They didn't understand her, they didn't really care.
And when the doctors tried to help, she packed her bags and ran.
For when you're only seventeen, you may not understand.
Then next came two bouge lovers, who brought her only pain.
They hurt and used her body, they made her feel ashamed.
And when they'd tired of their games, as if she were a toy.
They left her hurt and broken, with two sad little boys.
And then one lucky golden day, she came into my life.
She told me of her hurt and pain, the story of her life.
I hope some day she'll let me, return to her, her love.
And try to ease her hurt and pain by giving all my love.
(c) 2000
On All Hallows Eve
It was Linda and I, who being quite bored
Went out to the drive-in in my fast back Ford.
To see a few movies and to get down and pet,
though it's been 30 years I remember it yet!
T'was All Hallows Eve and a triple feature,
with Boris and Vincent, not to mention the creature.
The movies were bad, directed by Corman,
but I didn't care, I just wanted to score man!
We crawled in the back and the windows did steam,
as I moved to first base, there came a loud scream.
But I hadn't noticed, I was well on my way,
when Linda jumped up and started to say.
"What was that noise, so hauntingly near?"
After looking around I said, "It's nothing dear.
It was only the actors up on the screen,
come back to my arms and don't make a scene."
We settled back down and started to kiss,
when a knock on the door soon ended our bliss.
For there stood a Zombie, a Mummy, and Zoul,
Frankenstein's monster, Vampires, and Ghouls.
They pointed their fingers from us to their maws,
then started to scratch on the glass with their claws.
Amid hissing, and groaning and moaning and such,
I put it in gear man and let out the clutch.
Then into the night we went with a roar,
until we were home and had locked the front door.
And so to you all, this moral I weave
Leave the Acid alone, On All Hallows Eve!
(c) 1999
LA Blues
Well you wake up in the morning, got those LA blues again.
Said you wake up in the morning, with those LA blues again.
Since I lost my women. I ain't even got a friend.
She left me on a Monday, didn't even say good-bye.
Said she left me on a Monday, didn't even say good-bye.
Now I'm so dog gone lonely, all I do is sit and cry.
Now if your baby leaves you, ain't but one thing you can do.
Said if your mama leaves you, ain't but one thing you can do.
Go out and find another, one who's gonna love you true.
Said I wake up in the morning, with those LA blues again.
Well I wake up in the morning, got those LA blues again.
Now since my baby left me, I ain't even got a friend.
(c) 1997
Sausalito
Wish I was back in California,
Away from this Michigan snow and ice.
Back where I'd be simple and free.
Away from this Michigan winter life.
Wish I was home in Sausalito,
Laying with my lady by the bay.
Back where we'd be simple and free
and there we'd live and love the livelong day.
If I get back to California,
I'm going to stay there Lord and never more roam.
Back where we'd be, happy and free,
there in our California home.
Wish I was back in California.
Away from this Michigan snow and ice.
Back where I'd be simple and free.
Away from this Michigan winter life.
(c) 1997 
My Cyber Love
A Cyber kind of love, I share with thee.
Although many miles separate us, I cling to you
Across space and time you come to my arms
I hold you close and whisper a lover's words in your ear
Just out of sight of others we find love where we may
Although we've never met I feel I know you
I feel you move to my touch
I hear you cry out my name
Perhaps some day we'll meet and consummate our love
Perhaps not
We'll go our separate ways knowing that there is someone,
somewhere that loves us
What more could one want than to be loved by you
A Cyber kind of love I share with thee
(c) 1999 
My Better Half
Be at peace my love.
Forget the past, that day has gone.
No one will ever hurt you again.
Let the nightmares fade.
Move toward the blinding white light of love!
Come into my arms and feel the power surge.
The raw energy of passion for ones other-self.
Knowing that at long last my missing self is found.
What glorious peace, harmony and joy you bring.
Come share your love with me and make me whole at last.
Together we will become as one.
For evermore the joys and sorrows of life to share.
With overwhelming love to bind and heal all the old wounds.
For I've found my better half at last
(c) 2000
The Beauty Of Thy Love
The tenderest of kisses and caresses,
I send to thee...
To wash all o'er your body
Like the waves upon a beach,
Take my hand,
Take my love,
Take all that is mine to give...
And give in return to me,
Only thy heart.
A treasure,
Priceless beyond all count
For such is the joy and the beauty of thy love!
(c) 2000
The Drums Of War
The drums of war ring loud tonight
The traitor's words ring hollow.
To steal some oil they'll go and fight
But I will never follow.
The golden land of yesterday
Is gone forever more.
And from the ashes sad to say
Arises the Phoenix of war.
A lie is told, the truth is spun
One thousand die a day.
Till every loving mother's son
Is fighting in the fray.
The years pass by without a change
Except the deadly score.
And still they try to rearrange
To kill a million more.
What goes around, will come around
Someday upon our shore.
Prometheus will come, unbound
To even up the score.
Empires rise, empires fall
And ours will do the same.
It's not how high you build the wall
But how you play the game!
(c) 2011
An Ode To A Clitoris
I miss you dear clitoris,
I miss your little man in the canoe,
I miss your exotic flavor,
I miss your sultry aroma,
I miss your ability, after a few kisses and caresses,
To make the women that I love, happy and fulfilled
But most of all I miss the women you are attached to
I need to give you both long, searing, passionate kisses
I miss you so...
(c) 2011
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