Mulligan Stew

Mulligan Stew

Mulligan Stew
Where the hell are you?
Talking to myself making mulligan stew
Have you had the talk about the birds & bees?
Yes, my friend, and he is simply bothering me.
Why’d you let him? How’d it happen?
Tell me Dear heart do!
He interupted tasting of my mulligan stew
Then he had the nerve to stick me
Lost inside a shell
And that is where I live
Since I raised a little hell
But he’s got him, right?
That little Demon’s with him?
So you can go about your way
And life is not so grim
Yet nothing’s left to guard
Except this pile a heep
Then figure out what stuff you want
Before it gets too deep
Thanks, oh Angel, Thanks
And I’ll keep your shiny beacon
Still, I wish to seek
Although I’m blind, I keep on peekin’

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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