Tuesday, August 12, 2014

MASOCHISTIC LOVE SONG


Baby baby
Ooh ooh baby
You really love me true

Baby baby
Oh my baby
And truly I love you

The way you treat me's
Like no other
You really do me good

Baby baby
Ooh ooh baby
The way you really should

Take that chain
And beat me baby
Till I beg for more

Take my hands
And smash them honey
In our car's front door

Baby baby
Ooh ooh baby
Knock me to my knees

Baby baby
Oh my baby
Your bullwhip sure does please

Take our truck
Run over me sugar
Now that's a real RV

When you pass
Just come back lover
And spin the tires on me

Drag me down
The freeway mama
At 90 miles or so

Hit the brakes
Ooh I love the feeling
As over the top I go

Baby baby
Those rubdowns baby
Are the best I've ever had

No one is
As good as you are
With those Brillo pads

Baby baby
Oh my baby
You love so tenderly

And when we're done
With our smokes dear
You can put them out on me


Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.

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© 1993


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Thursday, August 7, 2014

PILGRIMAGE

Who’s on the path of righteousness?
Who really knows what’s best?
Who can say how I must live?
How can one make rule for all the rest?

Some say it’s here, some say it’s there,
Some say it doesn’t exist.
Some say it’s now, some say it’s future,
Some say we’ve already missed!

Some say there’re many ways to come,
Some say there’s only one.
Some say the quota has been filled,
Some say that there is none.

So what is truth, so what is right
Just how can I decide?
To whom do I heed of all that speak?
How can I know who lies?

Is there one to show me
Or to somehow demonstrate,
The kind of life that I should live,
The road that I should take?

I must confess that I am tired
Of searching all alone.
I must confess that I am lost.
All ways I’ve tried were wrong.

Where is that way that leads to life,
Where is that way that’s best?
Where is that way that leads to truth,
That path of righteousness?


Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.

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twitter.com/Rhyme_of_Reason

© 1986


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Monday, August 4, 2014

Proverbs 16:33

To influence a world that is so vast,
Into the lap the lot is cast.

To manipulate and decisions make,
A destiny of future to perhaps create.

But does chance or luck really exist?
Is life on earth really so hit and miss?

In the ordered world that God has made,
The plan for each destiny is clearly laid.

That turns each little moment into a great feat.
That’s why I’m glad for this “chance” to meet.


Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.

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rhymeofreason.blogspot.com
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© 1993


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