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All the world in a summers day
With flowers hastily strewn
Time and daylight appear to play
Hearts seem to feint and swoon
Birds sing a happy tune
Serenading a midday moon
Man and Maid and merriment
As the world resume its proper spin
Love not bought but only lent
A new game now to begin

Nomenclature

This thing called love turns us inside out
Flips worlds upside down
Holds us bound
While we scream and shout
And play the game out
Can be lost and found
This thing called love
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This thing called love makes us doubt
No matter how devout
But we all come around
Come home safe and sound
With our hearts more stout
This thing called love
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Game, Set and Match

There was a man about town
Who wore nary a frown
He smiled all the day
He laughed and he played
His life was lightness and sound.

There was a woman who stood
For virtue and honor and good
One day on a lark,
She went to a park
Now she's more then a touch dark

Then when woman met man
There true happiness began
They went for it all
4 kids, weekends and malls
They made a firm line in the sand.

Now everyone's happy they've met
A pleasing result of a tet-a-tet
This seldom occurs
Most end in never-weres
But this was a true love set

The Dog Days of Summer

The Dog Days of Summer

The heat is gone

 But now it’s back

August is dragging on

Laying out on the lawn

But only if, an umbrella you pack

And August is dragging on

I know that time still marches on

Although sometime it seem to go forth and not back

And August keeps dragging on

I don’t understand the game in which I’m a pawn

As the Dog Days of Summer at your heels, will bark

And, still, uninterruptedly, August drags on and on…

When will it end? It keeps plowing on

Telling me, waiting, knowing they can keep a mark

Down they say,

                            One more day!

                            One more day!

              And August no more will drag on

              Although we long will be gone

              Free to hide and fight on

              Or walk and write on

              Our battle will be ceased

              Because we know

How August always drags on!

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