Strephon kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all.
Strephon's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, But the kiss in Colin's eyes Haunts me night and day.
Monday, February 9, 2009
From: The Sweetest Woman There by John Clare
And there I saw a bonny maid That proved my heart's delight All day she was a Goddess made An angel fair at night We loved and in each other's power Felt nothing to condemn I was the leaf and she the flower And both grew on one stem
Somewhere That's Green from Little Shop of Horrors
I know Seymour's the greatest But I'm dating a semi-sadist So I've got a black eye And my arm's in a cast. Still, that Seymour's a cutie Well, if not, he's got inner beauty And I dream of a place Where we could be together at last
A matchbox of our own A fence of real chain link, A grill out on the patio Disposal in the sink A washer and a dryer and an ironing machine In a tract house that we share Somewhere that's green.
He rakes and trims the grass He loves to mow and weed I cook like Betty Crocker And I look like Donna Reed There's plastic on the furniture To keep it neat and clean In the Pine-Sol scented air Somewhere that's green
Between our frozen dinner And our bedtime, nine-fifteen We snuggle watchin' Lucy On our big, enormous twelve-inch screen I'm his December Bride He's Father, he Knows Best Our kids watch Howdy Doody As the sun sets in the west A picture out of Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Far from Skid Row I dream we'll go somewhere that's green.