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~~~ Flutters ~~~
I have this sorta' feeling,
It's kinda' like a flutter.
Every time I try to speak,
I get a little stutter.
The feelings rather silly,
The sort that no-one knows.
It kinda' sorta' wiggles,
From my head down to my toes.
It started on the day we met,
It just won't go away.
So I guess I'll have to keep it,
And put up with the pain.
The pain is not for real,
I knew that from the start.
It's just the flitter flutter,
That comes right from my heart.
November 5, 1997
~~ 70 ~~
~~~ Irish Stew ~~~
The poets say that love is blind,
Like!
I send my heart upon the wings,
But!
I am just a simple man,
Our hearts are full, they overflow,
Irish stew's a simple way,
We'll mix it up and stir it a bit,
We'll let it cook till it's just right,
We'll always hold each other's hand,
February 17, 1998
~~ 74 ~~
~~~ Pumkin Peas and Rabbit Pie ~~~
Crickle crackle crockle crie,
This is how it could be,
But! If you do not like that grub,
Or on a picnic we could be,
No matter what you want to do,
To be with you is lots of fun,
February 20, 1998
~~ 86 ~~
~~~ Paper Bag ~~~
It's nice to see that beaming smile,
Holding hands with you is great,
People they all stop and stare,
And others say, quite out loud,
When we go walking in the park.
And when I look at you, I feel,
My words of course, they are not nice,
It 'tis a joke these things I say,
March 4, 1998
~~ 98 ~~
~~~ Me Bonzer Sheila ~~~
You are me bonzer sheila,
I'll give you the drum, of good oil,
You are me little trimmer,
If I said, ya' was me little bottler,
I'd walk across a paddock,
When I get to that other side,
Well ya' are me charlie wheela,
You're real beaut, I must admit,
Gee's, I guess I'm tryin' to tell ya',
Ya' could burn me up to ashes,
March 19, 1998
~~ 99 ~~
~~~ Gurkles ~~~
Howdy dowdy ya' little rudie,
My little nut, I call me head,
A gurkle is a crazy thing,
Gurkles are always happy,
Gurkles go on picnics,
Gurkles like to dance a bit,
The clothes they wear aren't real flash,
So I guess there is a little bit,
We go along our merry way,
May-be gurkles are the sane ones,
So darling, will you be my gurkle,
March 20, 1998
~~ 110 ~~
~~~ Holiday Fun ~~~
Back to work you go today,
I have had, so much fun,
The mem-ories come flooding back,
The drives into the country,
Holding hands and cuddling,
And those very special snuggles,
But! You know what made it special,
Being with you darling,
April 27, 1998
~~ 125 ~~
~~~ How I Feel ~~~
No matter what I seem to do,
The feelings that I have for you,
Every time I look at you,
And each time I touch your hand,
But, cuddling you it is the best,
And what about the other stuff,
I feel like I'm just a lad,
The joy and all the happiness,
May 19, 1998
That is what they say.
They have the most amazing words,
They explain love in many ways.
Of a snow-white turtledove.
The dove it carries my heart to you,
Full of happiness and love.
My words are simple too.
This really is a simple way,
To say that I love you.
With love for me and you.
Our love, it's like a recipe,
Of a spicy Irish stew.
To explain the love of me and you.
We'll get the biggest pot we can,
And this is what we'll do.
And simmer it with love.
With a pinch of hope and happiness,
From heaven up above.
To serve, upon our plate of life.
We'll spice it up with kisses,
And with giggles of delight.
Then eat like kids at play.
The love we'll get, from our food of life,
Will get better every day.
Pumpkin, peas and rabbit pie.
Roasted duck and boiled yams,
Buttered toast with lots of jam.
If you wish to dine with me.
Lots of fun full of cheer,
Cups of tea and ice cold beer.
I could take you to the pub.
Or to a restaurant we could dine,
On fancy food and fancy wine.
At the mountains or the sea.
Playing games like hide and seek,
Or putting tootsies in a creek.
As long as I can be with you.
To be with you is my wish,
Because you are my yummy dish.
You are the icing on my bun.
You're my yummy, scrummy chocolate pie,
My love for you will never die.
And the happiness in your face.
When you're walking next to me,
With all your style and grace.
When we're out about the town.
Especial when you're dressed just right,
And looking like a clown
They make the same remark.
Who's the bloke, with that ugly bird?
I bet he's glad its dark.
"Gee I think it would be grouse;
If we pay her, a couple of quid;
And get her to haunt a house."
It brings a tear to my eye.
To see the flower as we go past,
Curl up their petals and die.
Remorse and kinda' blue.
Every time you kiss me dear,
It makes me want to spew.
You put me through, a lot of pain.
So stick a paper bag over your head,
When we go out again.
And every word I say's untrue,
You is the cutest honey pot,
I am in love with you.
I reckon you're good'o.
That's not a brand of dog food,
Of that I think ya' know.
Your name it makes me sigh.
I love ya' heaps and maybe more,
Than a beef and mushroom pie.
A flamin' little ripper too.
Me heart it beats like crazy,
Specially just for you.
And ya' got the cutest loafa' bread.
And ya' are a real good lookin' sort,
Would it go right to ya' 'ead.
With joe blakes crawlin' everywhere.
Just to get to, the 'tother side,
'Cos I knowed that you'd be there.
I would grab ya' by the 'and.
Look ya' straight right in the eye,
And say, "Lovin' you is grand".
And ya' fill me old jam tart.
I'd love ta' be ya' flamin' 'orse,
And you can be me cart.
You are the best I've ever seen.
You can dirty all me dishes,
And I'll always wash 'em clean.
That ya' are me 'arts desire.
I'd love ta' be ya' piece of wood,
'Cos ya' set me 'art a' fire.
And put me right into ya' 'art.
To keep me there for ever more,
'Cos I would never wan'ta' part.
I think ya' cute and cuddly.
Every time I think of you,
My mind goes sorta' muddly
Spins 'round and 'round in circles.
'Cos every time ya' look at me,
I feel just like a gurkle.
That bounces up and down,
When it rides its bicycle,
Backwards into town.
They smile and laugh a lot.
There're always doing silly things,
And they talk a lot of rot.
And have a lot of fun.
They do enjoy the strangest food,
And eat it on a bun.
And sing lots of silly songs.
They don't like wearing fancy shoes,
They just like wearing thongs.
'Cos gurkle just don't care.
About the latest fashions,
And how long they grow their hair.
Of gurkles there in us.
There is nothing much we bother about,
'Cos we don't really make a fuss.
And be as happy as we can.
'Cos if we act like gurkles,
Every-thing will go to plan.
And all the others they are mad.
So I think, I'll be a gurkle,
'Cos I never would be sad.
I'll be a gurkle just for you.
And we always will have happiness,
No matter what we do.
My heart is full of pain.
I can hardly wait my love,
Until, it's holiday time again.
The past two weeks with you.
Now I'm lost, I'm all alone,
I don't know what to do.
Of all the things we've done.
Your birthday and that trip to town,
Gee whiz we had some fun.
The places that we've been.
Sitting by the river,
And all that beauty we have seen.
Sleeping in till late.
Time it didn't matter,
We left everything to fate.
And the games we played in bed.
The scrabble and the tarot cards,
And all the words of love we said.
And I bet you know it's true.
The fun I had would not be fun,
If I hadn't been with you.
Every single day.
Fills my heart with happiness,
And fills my soul in every way.
And no matter what I say.
It never changes how I feel,
About you every day.
The ones deep inside my heart.
Are feelings of excitement,
'Cos I loved you from the start.
My heart it skips a beat.
And I get this funny feeling,
That goes right down to my feet.
A feeling starts to grow.
It tingles in my fingers,
Right down to my toes.
The best'est don't you see.
Especially when we cuddle up,
As close, as close could be
That comes so naturally.
It satisfies the both of us,
Of that you will agree.
A lad of twenty-two.
And my life has just begun,
Just begun with you.
And the love we have to share.
Makes us feel so complete,
To know each others there.