Once a long tine ago I tried to write a song, I thought that all one had to do was: Write words like, “ I love you and the moon is blue and say you love me too. and it would be a hit. Well it was a hit, right in my face, and I was sent rolling until the words were lost.
I learned that, if you are going to say “I love you it better be to your mother” But be warned , you can’t trust your mother either. The first thing she will think, is that you are looking for sex and she has to be the one that finds the right girl for you. First it’s that ugly girl on the third floor front apartment. with crooked teeth and glasses an inch thick. Then it’s the girl that always giggles and has a jolly-pop in her mouth.
If you are old enough, join the army and be saved from your mother. Your mother will not stop until you are married and have a half dozen kids. If you can’t join the army, find a way to get out of town or go stay with a relative for a while.
If you live in the East, go West and if you are living in the West, go East. Missouri would be a great place, half way between. Stay away from those warring countries, they will have your head in a basket if you step over the line. France is no good either, but Holland or Switzerland would be really be nice.
I have heard that Switzerland has, female big foots, living high up there in the Alps and they have been known to get away with some skier’s up there. But then, I am sure that this is just a story they tell. Those guys are most likely at the bottom of one of those cracks in the ice, but then you never know!
Have you ever wrote a song? If you did, was it about love? I guess if you want to play it safe, write about trucks or trains or prison, guns and knives, and never mention love in any of them. It’s like if you eat crackers in bed, you can get up and brush them off the bed or sleep on them. There is no law that says you have to do anything about them. Comfort zones are for the individual to make.
Dogs make good partners to sleep with, but watch out for the flees. Cats will bring things into your bed room that are still alive. Have you ever had a snake poop in your bed or a toad hopping around. My favorite was those snow cats and bun warmers. But the best ones of all, are the electric blankets with individual temp, settings.
I love you Truly was a nice song. It’s too bad you can’t sing, we could have a duet with the dog. Now where did he get off to. Maybe some of that roast beef that was left from lunch will get him to come back!
We had better hide, Here comes your Mother and looks furious, you go that way, I’ll go this way.
July 19, 2010
Ben R.
I learned that, if you are going to say “I love you it better be to your mother” But be warned , you can’t trust your mother either. The first thing she will think, is that you are looking for sex and she has to be the one that finds the right girl for you. First it’s that ugly girl on the third floor front apartment. with crooked teeth and glasses an inch thick. Then it’s the girl that always giggles and has a jolly-pop in her mouth.
If you are old enough, join the army and be saved from your mother. Your mother will not stop until you are married and have a half dozen kids. If you can’t join the army, find a way to get out of town or go stay with a relative for a while.
If you live in the East, go West and if you are living in the West, go East. Missouri would be a great place, half way between. Stay away from those warring countries, they will have your head in a basket if you step over the line. France is no good either, but Holland or Switzerland would be really be nice.
I have heard that Switzerland has, female big foots, living high up there in the Alps and they have been known to get away with some skier’s up there. But then, I am sure that this is just a story they tell. Those guys are most likely at the bottom of one of those cracks in the ice, but then you never know!
Have you ever wrote a song? If you did, was it about love? I guess if you want to play it safe, write about trucks or trains or prison, guns and knives, and never mention love in any of them. It’s like if you eat crackers in bed, you can get up and brush them off the bed or sleep on them. There is no law that says you have to do anything about them. Comfort zones are for the individual to make.
Dogs make good partners to sleep with, but watch out for the flees. Cats will bring things into your bed room that are still alive. Have you ever had a snake poop in your bed or a toad hopping around. My favorite was those snow cats and bun warmers. But the best ones of all, are the electric blankets with individual temp, settings.
I love you Truly was a nice song. It’s too bad you can’t sing, we could have a duet with the dog. Now where did he get off to. Maybe some of that roast beef that was left from lunch will get him to come back!
We had better hide, Here comes your Mother and looks furious, you go that way, I’ll go this way.
July 19, 2010
Ben R.
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