Monday, January 28, 2013

Rusty Stream of Red

At times, you must be careful how you tread
The lunar cycle reaches now its peak
As slowly flows that rusty stream of red

Be brave, for many men, in fear, have fled
Their stomachs and their wits had proven weak
At times, you must be careful how you tread

Let not your marrow quiver filled with dread
Your future does not have to be so bleak
As slowly flows that rusty stream of red

But know that if your hang-ups you can shed
You still can have that soft embrace you seek
At times, you must be careful how you tread

You say you'd rather have a week of head
But really, it's not bad, go take a peek
As slowly flows that rusty stream of red

And so, I say, go boldly into bed
And prove your worth as man and as a freak
At times, you must be careful how you tread
As slowly flows that rusty stream of red