Love songs and poetry....still get the job done.

Livin' each day,
Got you on my mind
You know how it is gal
It is certainly fine.

Your memory lingers
Like soft running fingers
Flowing slowly,
Moving only
Through my mind.

The rocks and the redwoods
The sky and the seas
They all bring back memories
Fond ones of thee

Of nights in December
Of days in September
Flowing softy,
Blowing gently,
Through your brown hair.

Sincerely,
Gargoyle

Of Course there is also the Coarse Song of the Chorus Ghetto>

Nappy, nappy hair,
Eyes like a frog
Bend over baby
Gonna do ya like a dog.