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G. David Schwartz
http://davidschwartz.purpledream.com
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Here Is Me With A Moustache
04/09/08 |
Here is me with a moustache
Hanging from my face
Dipping in my coffee
Being a disgrace
So I gently rub it
And little drops spot down
Around my shirt collar
Down to the ground
And I will never shave it
And I can't tell you why
It just hurts me
Every time I did try
And all the barber's
When they see me coming
Just open up the back door
And go a sandwich.
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The Lemur Has A Funny Name
05/28/08 |
The lemur has a funny name
Yes quite humorous
But when you see a gecko
You know who's the best
And then there the tiny chevrotain
Who has, I am told, a tiny brain
But as for me
I'll stick with bees
even thought they stick me with pain
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I Don't Want To Be Dilapidated
06/15/08 |
I do not want to be dilapidated
And I don't want to be in Omaha
Just because I don't like grits
And have trouble saying pa
I wish not to be unfettered
And I hope not to turn green
Although I do wish and hope
I don't fall out the screen
I am wishing and hoping
Just as much as I am hoping and wishing
That in the time to come
I'll go do a bit of fishing
And I obnoxiously pray
That sure as hell then some day
I will not fall down or back
While I am caring that heavy sack
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I Like Men
G. David Schwartz & Jennifer Wiehe
07/31/08 |
I like men more than designer clothes
I'm not sleazy but I like my beaus
I like them when they pick up checks
It's nothing more than politeness
I do not care if they buy me flashy things
I am looking for that one with the diamond ring
Its not flashy things
Its unique and dressy things
It's just things that bring joys
To most girls and some boys
There may be no limit to my mans credit card
But it will never be worth as much as his teddy bear heart
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Walking Trail
G. David Schwartz & Jennifer Wiehe
07/31/08 |
Take me to the walking trail with you
There are ones going this way and that
Which way do you think is best
Lets take the path that is nice and flat
 I just want to walk with you
We need do nothing more
Just pretend we are somewhere else
Walking on a shore
The hard asphalt turns to soft sand
I feel the cool water swishing across my feet
I see the array of colors of the sunset above
For this path to go on forever would be such a treat
A tune with words descends on me
Saying how good how pretty
And as I continue walking down
Come closer to the ground
I come closer to the ground
My dreams begin to fail
And all that is in front of me
Is that unending Walking Trail
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