No gold at the end of your rainbow: yellow brick road a dead end. You won't find the land of Oz there to lift your heavy load.
Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! It's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue. Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! it's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue.
Rain and sunshine fill this world. Tear drops and laughter go hand and hand, and you've got to take the pain with the joy and that's the only way you're gonna make it through this world.
Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! it's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue. Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! it's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue.
Wow, James, this is a poem one needs to read more than once. Then, I think I understand it, but I still cannot feel it. Perhaps I don't want to turn blue.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Share
Print
Save
Follow
