Martha Jean's Intarwebz Stuffs

come through the trees
of the hills of the seas
and we’ll dance all over the sand

the pipers will sing
and sand fleas will sting
but we’ll dance touching fingers and hands

the sun’s going down
and there’s no one around
to spy on our spirited prancing

you sing a song
and i’ll step right along
and giggle at sounds of romancing

the moon moving aft
will look down and laugh
at our sillies and sighs and fun

and we’ll dance o’er the sea
your mind, soul, and me
and never come back till we’re done.

I spilled an easter egg today

the yolk ran out and ran away

up the road and over the bridge

and jumped on a cloud floating next to the ridge

I broke my irish flute last week

instead of a toot, it made a squeak

so I put it to rest in its wee little bed

and gave it some cake and a pat on the head

I dropped my cat upon her head

she said that’s fine I sure ain’t dead

I’ll read a book and drink some tea

and all the birds will smile at me

Apple pie and mango juice

go very well together

Apple pie and mango juice

in the sunny weather

When I eat my apple pie

Mango juice is close nearby

When I drink my mango juice

Apple pie is on the loose

Apple pie, apple pie, shiny like a firefly

mango juice, mango juice,

drink it all down with a WHOOSH

Apple pie and mango juice

go very well together

Apple pie and mango juice

in the sunny weather