Pull Over
“What seems to be the problem, Officer?
“What seems to be the problem, Officer?
Her icy stare made me shiver
“Why don’t you try poking out your eyes?
warm oil on your back
“You can do this,” he said with an intensity that made me smile.
I found the perfect spot, for us to share a final gaze
Billie winced as she tiptoed across the sun-baked deck with two cold wobbly-pops in hand.
“I would give you the moon, babe.
I closed my book and tossed it aside.
Jack and Jill lay on the hill
My life will never be the same.
There once was a lady, hailing from the circus