Tripe, Nonsense and Balderdash


I don't want to sleep tonight
there's nothing left to dream
Tell me pretty stories darlin'
illustrate a scene
Take me back to time long past
when stories were a treat
I'll close my eyes and listen close
until the dawn we greet
Take me back to times of yore
where love did still abound
When in your eyes I could see
reflected treasure found​



dreamy senselessness


i'll wake you up
and tell you a story
then let you sleep

when you wake up
you'll let me know
am i alive
or just a dream






wh,
1985

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trela trela morela
i would never guess that you're a Cinderella
'cos i knew that you're a queen

trela morela Cinderella
it's time for wine and mozzarella
and let me listen to your story
i will adore it








wh,
1985
 
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trela trela morela
i would never guess that you're a Cinderella
'cos i knew that you're a queen

trela morela Cinderella
it's time for wine and mozzarella
and let me listen to your story
i will adore it



wh,
1985

The only glass
that's ever adorned my body
is in my hand
and full of fire

The only time I light up
is when it goes down
like velvet
right before my head hits the pillow
 

The only glass
that's ever adorned my body
is in my hand
and full of fire

The only time I light up
is when it goes down
like velvet
right before my head hits the pillow



nothing but complains


I wish I were a pylon
not a pillow
soft

at night
I see stars
when a head hits me

the pillow next to me
often spends time
under a butt
and I don't know
what to think about it
neither does
the other pillow

the next morning
I don't enjoy breakfast in bed








senna's
impro

 
Not at all offended Senna Jawa. I quite enjoy it when someone plays off of my words, as I like to do the same when others inspire me.
 
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