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Haunted
dreams call on me rarely now
my visitors are mostly regrets
with gifts of grief and remorse
what conscience never forgets
the love I too often spurned
women I so routinely forsook
bad decisions or no decision
benefit from a backward look
yet the past is a willl o' the wisp
easy to install ideal outcomes
where everything's simpler, a
perfect tune hindsight...
Monday 28th December 2020 10:26 am
The Girl I Sold My Horse For
rambling wide was what I did
saloons and bars near and far,
winds alive behind my back
horizons lit by a guiding star
I never thought much different
till she caught my horse's rein,
she taught me to settle down,
didn't need my horse's mane
she's sassy and bright and clever
I grew to love the kegs she wore,
she's the mother of my kid now
she's the girl I s...
Tuesday 1st December 2020 11:17 am
Benchmark Woman
The rot set in with the Ten Commandments
Setting standards that can never be met
Its the same when it comes to women
There's always one that you can't forget
Benchmark woman you haunt me
None ever compared with your charms
Lovely women come and lovely women go
None repeated such magic in my arms
A prototype female is a bit of a burden
A touchstone to make your ...
Monday 27th April 2020 10:53 am
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