I'm looking for a husband, you know the sort of chap
The kind of guy who copes with things and never has a flap
The one who fixes cars and bikes and often mows the lawn
Takes the kids on Sunday hikes while I with hammock yawn
Choosing A Wife
A Rich man, a philanthropist
Was often dating, but he missed
That feeling of security
That comes with marriage, blissfully…
He was lonely and sad in his hospital bed
Accepting his future with ‘boding and dread
Are You Lonely Too?
Remember how he scraped his knee and how I wiped it clean
I picked him up and hugged him so he wouldn’t make a scene
He was just so little then, an active little boy,
My! What a man he has become, me eldest son called Roy.
Effects Of Hard Liquor
I've looked at nations, what they drink, and how they then behave
It seems their stations, how they think, from birth unto the grave
Are We Blind?
Nature punished man one day,
She took a species right away