Children

 Little one little one  

never any more

playing by the sea side

never by the shore

smiling little laughter

grin from ear to ear

growing very faster

growing year to year

The end result.

Little one, little one, how my heart does sing

Watching you play by the sea, your joyous laughter ringing

I wish that I could keep you little, always by my side

But time marches on and you grow, like the changing tide

Your smile, oh your smile, it lights up the world

With every passing year, more beauty it unfurls

Though it brings a tear to my eye, to see you growing so fast

I am grateful for every moment, for every memory that will last

Little one, little one, my love for you will never wane

As you journey through life, may happiness be your constant refrain

Never forget the simple joys, the moments by the shore

And know that in my heart, you will always be adored.

Four in the morning

At 4 am on the forth of April in the 2004 the sun rose just like on the 4th of April in the year of 0004 just after the birth of Christ. Why would one start a book like this as it is just another 4 in the morning day. Lovers meet and people die but why at 4 in the morning. Is there a reason for this as the temperature drops to 4 degrees. Why do I live at number 1 and not 4 is it because 4 is made up of 4 lots of 1. Is it I am just missing 1 thing in the puzzle of life which leaves 1. Obsession is taking control and it is 4 in the morning as I write this. Cows have four tits and four legs cars have four wheels and one spare is that the missing house number I am looking for. For am I going crazy four fingers on my hand a a spare thumb,

Four in the morning and the self talk of nothing that matters and nothing that is. The noise of an engine that wakes the spirits of god and the awaking of the devil. For it is this time that amounts to nothing but pain real and imagined with the mind playing tricks on the soul of life. Life that is but nothing more than one breath away from death. The screaming of the mind and the taking of all that is good and dashing it on the floor of living. the wretched flies of life screaming into the only place that is truly mine and mine alone, My mind.

who knows

 The knowing of forevermore dressed in green and white

spoken to the silver moon all through out the night

the might of worry drawn in by the morning light

begone is still the way we were woken up by the fright

Tall the grass and the tomorrows flight

spoken softly and greed and sounds of might

glory and love soft and cool makes not right

broken by tomorrows fool timed but not to bite. 

Aussie

I LOVE A SUN BURNT COUNTRY WITH CHOPS N SNAGS N CHIPS
KANGAROOS AND HOLDEN CARS, I LOVE THIS PLACE TO BITS,
CAMPING ON THE RIVER OR SWIMMING IN THE SEA,
 AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE THIS WIDE BROWN LAND FOR ME,
 SO CMON MATES GRAB A BEER tell a story of whats beside
Sing out ozzy ozzy and lift that auzzie pride,
 IM A FLAMIN AUSSIE, ILL TAKE IT IN ME STRIDE,
 DONT LIKE IT HERE its the bloody heat in which  you will be fried

POLLY

Pretty little Polly playing on the floor
wanting not but everything to be right for evermore
pretty little Polly walking out the door
a shinning little moon beam happy to the core

Polly is so happy being Polly that's for sure
Mighty little dynamo works to reassure
Polly is the greatest and a master treasure
she is the master one and a provocateur...

The bible

Never let a woman in
never let her stay
she will come and break you heart
then she will go and play

Women are so freeky
women are so gay
women are so cranky
never let them stay

broken down busted up
women have there say
never let a woman in
never let her stay

Go and live upon your roof
For that is where I stay
never let a woman in
Never let her stay

Happy love

There is no happy love songs that I ever heard
The breaking of a heart and the spinning of a word
Smiles abound and lies are told and broken is the blurb
This is a happy love song smiling with a verb

Smiles around and kissing sounds pretty is the word
O how happy I am with out a woman bird
Laughter and the song of love stupid bloody nerd
Falling from high and pasted a single turd

If you can do better say the silly word
Love love and all its sounds sends the milk to curd
This is a happy love song whistles the little herd
Smiles and laughs and love songs i have at last uncovered