by Asta Dido
He looked at the moon
From the side of his eye
He started to gargle
He started to sigh
And so to sing
My pie has life
Life’s a lie
To get my true love in the grass
And shove a feather up her
I pass epass
Love’s a crazy red-assed baboon
So, face the dish and break the spoon
Cry a laugh and spade a cow
wow
Before the king
Give him a hammer
And make him sing
Make her tingle
Make her cry
Spread her charms
On wheat and rye
And hide my joy
Behind a fig
I’ll chase a spider
As he trots by
And tongue a lass
With a lash of line
Spoken with honey
And drops of lime
And love them and love them
Until they cry
Love’s too lovely to live a lie
And make the bed
Place a garland
Above my head
But spread the boots
And spread them wide
Love my friend
Awaits inside
Abide
Abide

No comments:
Post a Comment