Are you yet alive?/
Don’t go. Your friends want to dance/
and party with you!

You could invite me/
to visit, for an excuse/
to stay in bed late.

Dried lavender and/
past-date craisins belong with/
each other: Both old.

Everyone chides me/
about my intensity,/
then says “Be yourself!”

Why do I miss you?/
Do you even know when I do?/
Do you even care?

It may sound absurd/
but if you’d just say the word,/
I would stop looking.

I wanted to sedate her,/
see if I could date her,/
and, in time,/
change her mind/
about being a man hater.

Original was “about being a Mormon hater.”

My passion
IS passion.
Romance.
Enjoying life.
Having fun.
Doing good.
Being kind.

A convertible.
Thai or bbq
(but any type is ok).
Root beer float
or
fruit smoothie.

If Yew wuz mah gurl,/
Ah wouldn’t park on no bar stool/
while you went dancin’.

Or
F U wuz mah gurl,/
Ah woodn’t be sittin’ on no/
bar stool while you danced.

Sometimes, when things don’t/
go your way, there’s really not/
a lot you can say.