I can see your pain wrapped up in the cellophane
It is so clear , it is so in vain...

There once were kittywampus wings
Attached to kittywampus things...

If I wrote around the clock
Guess I would get writers block...

It was scribed in his heart
Yes, from the very start...

We break laws we must atone
Are the laws written in stone...

I couldn't write a song
about everything that's wrong...

I know how easy it is to make a wrong turn
I believe you must learn what I had to learn...

If Jesus was online, and His IP address was...
could He find twelve cyberfriends, trust at least...

Do you remember back when?
In the year of our Lord ten...

Yearning to learn to teach anyone a lesson
ideas as our map as masters have written...

I think I will write you a love sonnet
With all of the cliche' sugar a spice...

Looking back at the photographs of yesteryear
Ghosts of the past seem to gaze silently at me...