Would that cigarettes were everlasting Nor burn up so expensively so fast Would that they would not kill me as they do Would weight fly away today through fasting Defining my true self beneath false skin And would that you loved me as I love you Both God and you forgiving me my sin My sacrifice acceptable at last
If wishes were horses beggars would ride This beggar would like to ride a big horse So I could ride read-and-respected now Though beggars cannot be choosers of course But if you see me riding up astride Some noble steed then mine came true somehow As noble deeds and begging needs allow Or I could simply ride away and hide
I never had an adolescence then Pruned by puritan prunes for Vietnam And marrying beyond my means back when I should have been king (or queen) of the prom An adolescent now at fifty-two My adolescent friends say just be free And live and love and laugh now while we see If the wishes of beggars can come true
Just barely beginning to live now I Commit to this life to the death (daresay) And despite my late start test wings to fly More hurried than worried up and away To have my say by turning night to day And celebrate the seasons of the moon Which though it has waned will wax again soon When finally I get my chance to play
So never mind Uncle Jack what you did And how we "lived" and how my people died You came and I went to my room and hid Fox talking henhouse hens squawking about Farewell old man those tears have all been cried I bet it all to try and put things right Found out what that fox was talking about The hens squawked all day but then said good night
I will fly high as a kite till I drop And then will drop extraordinarily Or just might fly so high I never stop Till I become who I was born to be My issues my tissues my rhyme my time Those loved and lost had such high hopes for me Then left me here alone without a dime But left this ticket to eternity
Would that cigarettes were everlasting Nor burn up so expensively so fast Would that they would not kill me as they do Would weight fly away today through fasting Defining my true self beneath false skin And would that you loved me as I love you Both God and you forgiving me my sin My sacrifice acceptable at last
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.