Proud Sufferer

Double EntendreShe gave him money to repair the schoolhouse(.) after it burned down.(, she gave him) His lighter and his (money to) fire,(.)Double Entendre
they are never to be suspected.(.)
(Repair the school house,) (after) He will get (it burned) away(.) (Down) with everything.(,) (his lighter and his fire.) (They) Only (are) one women(.) who knew the
truth understands, but she will not tell anyone for her love of his heart. She promised (never to be suspected) that (he will get away with everything only) once(.) (One women who knew the truth understands, but) this was over,(.)  


Emergency RoomThey said I need you like a child need its mother. I disagree. They said I need you like an actor needs a stage. I disagree. They said I need you like a bird needs two wings. I disagree. They said I need you like music needs a rhythm. I disagree. They said I need you like a heart needs a beat. But I know the truth.Emergency Room
I need you like I need a hole in the head.
Somebody call the doctor.
I just shot myself three times.


My Wilted BouquetI thought of you the other day.My Wilted Bouquet
I had found some sunflower seeds that day. I placed them in the soil, And watered them with care.
Every day, I came home just see them, To watch them grow up, To grow with me by their side.
And I enjoyed every day we spent together, With me coaxing the shoots to show, And persuading the buds that it was okay to blossom, That they would be accepted and loved.
I watered the flowers every day, Loving them for what they were, Nothing more and nothing less.
But over time, Although those flower
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