SWEET EXPECTATIONS

She is the most sugary sweet
Girl you could meet
In essence she is a perfection
Of a confection
She is a sweet sensation
She is a candy creation
She is a delicious bon bon
Need I really go on on
And to tell the honest truth
I have the sweetest tooth
And long to consume
In the quiet of her room
This soft centered dream
Of peaches and cream
But like many a desire
That lights a mans fire
Come the appropriate hour
The candy will turn sour

IF OUR LOVE IS OVER

If our love is over
If our love really is no more
Then leave me now
Go now and close the door

Don’t stay to damage
An already broken heart
Each day brings more pain
It is better that we part

You hand is on the handle
Then my fears are realised
I have lost your heart
That cannot be disguised

If our love is over
Don’t prolong the agony
Like a caged love bird
Open the door, set me free

We must end it now
It has become a disaster
Please do it quickly
Like removing a plaster

Go through the door
Don’t look back at me
For I will breakdown
And I don’t want you to see

WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME?

The years are passing me by
And another relationship has failed
What is wrong with me?
Why has this love affair derailed?

Why can I not hold onto love?
What kind of signal do I transmit?
What makes me so difficult to love?
I cannot put my finger on it

So I must move onto pastures new
Looking for the most elusive pray
Wishing for better luck this time around
And that I will strike gold one day

Surely it is not too much to ask
That my love be returned in kind
I won’t give up the search
I’ll keep looking and see what I find

I just have to keep believing
Keep the faith and I will soon see
The next one that I can love
And hope that they will love me

ONE WAY TRAFFIC

Why is it that when I think about you
I find my self inanely grinning
Yet I get nothing back from you
That would get my giddy head spinning

I can’t go on getting nothing back
I have wasted too much time on you
I need to feel your love, but I don’t
So breaking up is the only thing to do

Breaking up is hard to do, so says the song
But that doesn’t apply in this case
For when I tell that our affair is over
No hint of emotion shows on your face

I should perhaps have realised
Your heart was not there for the winning
But blinded by my love I didn’t notice
You were indifferent from the beginning

UNEQUAL PARTNERS

Why do you hold back?
Why can’t you go all the way?
“I love you” those are the words
That I want to hear you say

Don’t be half hearted
I need you one hundred percent
I don’t want you to be unsure
I want you to be content

You have to be sure
Content as I am in my choice
But you are not are you?
I can hear it in your voice

You don’t feel the same as I
I don’t make your pulse race
Or your heart skip a beat
I’m right; I can see it on your face

Love isn’t a one-way street
It has to flow both ways
But it isn’t flowing to me
Not even on the best of days

Then it’s over and done
I won’t have half measures
It has to be all or nothing
Not just the pleasures

I need to be “the one”
I won’t be your second best
I won’t invest my love
With no prospect of interest

It’s sad when love ends
And a couple have to part
But I only feel regret
That I never reached your heart

YOU HAD ME LOVING YOU

You had me loving you from day one
And I had you loving me when it begun
But somewhere along the way
Your cheating heart decided to stray
You had me loving you totally
And I thought I had you loving me
But now your heart resides elsewhere
And you have left me in utter despair
You are still the one that I adore
But you don’t love me anymore
You still have me loving you totally
But I no longer have you loving me

A Little bit Of Humour

ABBREVIATED IRONY
I have often thought it ironic
If not positively absurd
That the term, abbreviated
Is an eleven letter word

THE EXORCIST

There is a ghost in my house
A poltergeist in nature
And I am determined to see
Its imminent departure

I have secured the services
Of an expert of eminence
An exorcist of renown
To un-haunt my residence

He is not a cheap solution
To my poltergeist problem
But the spirit has to go
Before I end up in an asylum

But the price must be met
This was sternly stressed
For if I default on the fee
The house will be repossessed

THE ABSENT MINDED OCTOGENARIAN

An octogenarian visited his doctor
'I think I'm getting senile” he said
The doctor replied “I don’t think you are senile
Let’s look for a different diagnosis instead”
“But I keep forgetting to do up my fly”
The old man said “After I’ve been for a pee”
The doctor smiled and then replied
“Not opening your fly before you start, that’s senility”