Your coffee's too weak for me,
may as well drink milk and tea.
It won't take me where I need to be.
Your coffee's too weak for me.
I take my coffee black:
just take this cup right back.
It won't make my heart go pitty pat.
Your coffee's too weak for me.
I like my coffee black and strong,
Black and strong, you can't go wrong.
It'll hit me fast and last soooooo long.
Your coffee's too weak for me.
C'mon over here and brew another cup.
We can work on gettin' it up
to snuff.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Stay the Night
Stay the night, he said,
as the dull oaks and blazing
maples retreated into the
dusky hillside, the hillside
slipping into eternal night.
Stay the night, he said,
as distant coyotes howled
at the sorrowful silver moonrise,
moonlight bleeding into indigo sky,
the soundless sky clear and vast.
Stay the night he said,
and led the way.
Moonlight and shadow held the night at bay,
Blessed night into blessed day.
Stay the night.
Broken things reflect the light.
as the dull oaks and blazing
maples retreated into the
dusky hillside, the hillside
slipping into eternal night.
Stay the night, he said,
as distant coyotes howled
at the sorrowful silver moonrise,
moonlight bleeding into indigo sky,
the soundless sky clear and vast.
Stay the night he said,
and led the way.
Moonlight and shadow held the night at bay,
Blessed night into blessed day.
Stay the night.
Broken things reflect the light.
Ladies' Choice
We could grill steaks, if you like,
or grab something to eat
after golf.
Your choice.
If you could make it Tuesday, that'd work.
Or whatever day, if you're not
committed.
Women do change their minds, I know.
We could do it a different night.
It's your choice.
But Wednesdays I bowl.
or grab something to eat
after golf.
Your choice.
If you could make it Tuesday, that'd work.
Or whatever day, if you're not
committed.
Women do change their minds, I know.
We could do it a different night.
It's your choice.
But Wednesdays I bowl.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Old Dogs
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