the
flames
of
the
fire
look
so
good
hugging
the
side
of
the
log
like
that
you
can
play
with
the
queen
of
hearts
break
her
even
but
I'm
the
queen
of
spades
she
sang
I
can
hardly
wait
and
I
really
couldn't
hardly
wait
it's
that
one
poem
I
love
so
much
but
that
I
worded
all
wrong
I'll
be
the
stenographer
in
your
hammet
novel
you'll
be
the
dick
I
was
having
the
most
beautiful
dream
of
you
then
the
girls
woke
me
up
I
like
his
hand
on
my
cheek
and
his
arm
around
the
small
of
my
back
my
hero
met
death
I
had
forgotten
he
was
just
a
man
just
a
man
as
a
child
when
playing
star
wars
i
was
always
han
solo
always
I
feel
so
good
I
feel
so
fine
you
make
me
love
this
beautiful
life
he
had
the
beatles
playing
I
was
thinking
of
the
anchovy
olives
the
solstice
and
its
moon
lyrics
sung
by
the
ronettes
goodnight
my
sweet
it
was
the
longest
darkest
wettest
day
tomorrow's
winter
solstice
dreams
of
last
night's
party
and
everyone's
taking
stills
of
the
shadows
it
was
raining
and
sunny
kinda
like
how
i
cry
when
i'm
happy
he
said
oh
i
love
this
song
turned
the
radio
up
and
tapped
his
leg
I
wanna
marry
you
again
I
wanna
marry
you
forever
when
she
said
she's
got
feathers
in
her
hair
she
gets
down
to
beat
poetry
santa
baby
all
i
want
for
christmas
is
you
little
drummer
boy
granny
said
she'd
pray
for
me
and
she's
the
only
one
I'd
let
do
that
'twas
another
cold
dark
autumn
morning
the
kind
that
becomes
winter
his
headlights
in
the
darkened
autumn
window
inauspicious
and
bright
love's
a
hand
me
down
brew
i'll
never
know
a
sunday
in
this
weekday
room
- peggy lee
i
saw
his
face
and
my
pussy
wetted
warmed
and
i
ached
to
touch
it
raindrops
in
my
tea
the
fire
was
inviting
my
husband
gave
me
his
kiss
the
cats
howled
at
each
other
their
ears
bent
the
rain
pouring
down
the
moon
he
came
up
behind
me
with
breath
and
held
my
hair
with
both
of
his
hands
maybe
I
need
your
loving
maybe
I'm
nothing
without
your
loving
they
think
i'm
something
but
i
know
i'm
nothing
and
it's
ok
with
me
crazy
rains
came
from
what
I
figured
was
the
anger
of
a
goddess
he
said
sophistication
is
knowing
how
to
be
fluid
like
water
I
walked
in
the
rain
I
didn't
want
to
but
when
I
did
I
felt
better
the
song
is
about
the
sky
and
how
my
heart
sings
when
I
see
you
the
wedding
portrait
hangs
in
front
of
the
white
curtains
the
kitchen
windows
the
river
looked
so
pretty
from
where
I
was
sitting
in
my
parked
car
the
universe
is
talking
to
me
again
give
us
a
minute
will
you
not
unlike
her
rose
garden
the
madam
and
her
brothel
were
well
kept