Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill
They climbed that hill
Jack had a plan
So did Jill

Jill had a gun
A 357 mag
Oh that bad Jill
She had took some pills

Poor ole Jack
Know what Jill did
Shot Jack in the back
Just for a thrill

Well Jack died
Jill didn't even cry
She was found guilty of murder one
Now poor ole Jill they did fry

Moral of story
I don't have one
I wrote this
Just for fun

We grew up

November 1963
I remember the day
Man named JFK
They blew him away

A Friday I was 11
About 2 pm in the day
Principal came on loud speaker
This is what he had to say

The place was Texas
Dallas was the town
Things we heard made us frown
Since that time US been going down

Innocence was lost
End of Camelot
We grew up
We learned alot

57 Chevy

57 Chevy
Oh so cool
Always wanted one
They make me drool

57 Chevy
They where great
Make mine a 4 speed
With a big V8

Life

Life is precious
Life is so short
Life so dear
Life we do abort

Little babies in the womb
Little souls growing strong
Little babies never a chance had
Little babies did nothing wrong

Grandma Grandpa past their day
Grandma Grandpa they raised us
Grandma Grandpa we should honour
Grandma Grandpa we put them away

People we kill
People we cheat
People we hate
People our life's are bleak

Come a day we repent
Come a day Jesus will be back
Come a day we will answer
Come a day we resent