Unique like the lilting shuffle of the bereaved It takes a certain kind of binoculars To see it as naïve A smile that wide is good for business You can discontinue any time you like I’m not finished The ghosts are complaining louder than usual There’s no water from the tap The hired help won’t get here until Tuesday So you’ll just have to go...Learn More

You won’t find my body hanging in a tree You won’t find me sobbing writing forlorn poetry You won’t find me crying in the field by the slough I’ll be dancing in the street Happy that our love is through I’m so glad our love is dead It was suffocating me I couldn’t take the pressure trying To live up to your needs So I’ve been playing pooh...Learn More