Economist Extraordinaire

The cacophony of taste
Explodes in my mouth tonight
Dairy products
In the mix
With the soy bean by product
Mashed up in a Saswadee delight
Drowned out in the spice of life

Load up and go forth tomorrow
Burst forward and cover the tracks

I shall see
I shall feel
I shall miss

One who is so dear.. one whom I've lost through my folly
I see her in my mind's eye every night
While I lay me down and cuss my humanity

I shall drift away
I shall cast the very first stone

April Shower and....... thereafter

Tonight was the launching pad
For the very words that will make me sad
We spoke at large with words that cut
Knocks wind right off my narrow gut

She moved along and jived to bits
And weary words lead me to fits
Without me round she's on a plain
Tonight I pray I won't feel this pain