Quiver

Literature -
Empty Words
4-10-98

Love is a 4 letter word I could not bear any longer in your presence.

The wind and bird that make us fly were gone from my essence.  
The little hope snail, old and withered with rain,
Got stuck in the whirlwind's gail of sorrow and feminine pain.

So shoot the flying trapeez man that hangs without ease
To scare away the nature's beauty that blows in your breeze.
Take away the doggy that wants to get its' bone,
Take away my froggy, just don't take me home.

Teddy bear, teddy bear turn around, and run for the sake of my sanity
Until you hit the ground and bend over to take a pee.
And little wobly dobly and his little sister too,
Can got to the T.V. store to watch Captain Kangaroo.

I'll just bend over and take it up the ass,
Then search for my little green caterpillar in the big green grass.
Piggy wiggy, I'm dying, Can't you see?
Stop that ugly wugly look you're always giving me.

Because love is a 4 letter word I can not bear in your presence.
And the thought of you can scare away my essence.
Your on my ship sailing out to sea,
But the birdy's getting sick because you're not really here with 
me.

The narnanic whale took you home to the purple people eater,
But the swan will sail and try to make life a little sweeter.
Flourescent moons shine with me as a cow,
Happy to hear you chirp again, as a friend now.

--l.f.