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I'm A Rhymer

by

Red Baron


A strange thing happened to me once,
I fell in love, and that's a hunch.
Every moment was spent with her,
It all comes back to me, in a blur.

I wanted so much to catch those thoughts,
And pen them down in rhymes of sorts.
Showed it to her and asked for her views,
She said the rhymes were forced, and gave me the blues.

I looked back then, at masters of yore,
Saw them rhyme, and cried encore.
Now, all my words come out in a line,
I rhyme at will, and have a good time.


On Cowgirls

by

Red Baron


I saw a vision speed past in blue,
I know not, if what I saw was true.
I had, but glimpses of her so few,
I swear I saw a cowgirl in blue.

I thought, I'd try and catch her eye,
And kiss her hard, it's worth a try.
But then I thought, I'd wait a while,
Send her my words, and see her smile.

I'd wait for her to offer me her lips,
Hold her tight and squeeze her tits.
The rest, I'm afraid, I cannot say,
For I fear I shall go astray.

Red Baron


My lovely beast

by

Red Baron


She's a pretty thing to see,
She moves around like she's the queen,
She's got a throaty voice that groans so deep,
She roams the streets that men may dream,
She's gets red hot and throbs with life,
She takes the humps and the spills,
She's got the curves and the nerves,
She's full of excitement and raring to go,
She's cares not a hoot for me and just gets wild,
She's attitude and something else.

But I know how to handle her,
And I love to ride her best...

She's my bike, my lovely beast.


GIRL, TAKE THE LEAD

by

Red Baron


Life is to be seized, with that extra zest
Of taking what you want, and
Savoring what you must, but always
Enjoying every moment, like it's the first.

Youth is the time that you have for fun
Open up to lust, and satisfy that most.
Until such time that you move on to the next
Remember, my dear, that you're in the sun.

Virility is your best of friends
In all that you do, let it have the say
Right or wrong is just a matter of mind
Give life all that you have that you may.
It's not to stop yourself, must be your way
Now or ever, it's lust for life
In a sure way, seek for the best
To satisfy your thirst every which way
You matter alone, and not the rest.

Be strong, but give in to your body
Ecstasy is a straight path to God

And happiness dwells in its folds.

Waste not this time of the tide
Opiate with the thrills of the mind
May you break from the past, with
All its shackles, it's just a drag.
Now do you comprehend what I am trying to say?

If not, well it's just another day.


To be in a woman, you have to be on her mind

by

Red Baron


It's not enough to talk to her,
It's not enough to be next to her,
It's not enough to spend time with her,
It's not enough to do things with her,
To be in a woman, you have to be on her mind.

It's not enough to show her nice things,
It's not enough to give her many things,
It's not enough to see new places,
It's not enough to tell her new things,
To be in a woman, you have to be on her mind.


O Torment, leave me be

by

Red Baron


O Torment, why do you torment me,
Why do you always come to me,
In a different guise, but always to torment me.

O Torment, have I not paid my dues yet,
Have I so much to suffer that you leave me not,
Or do you love me so that you cannot leave me.

O Torment, what is your name,
Are you called love, or is hope your fame,
Whatever be it, you are the same.

O Torment, I have done my time,
There is not an ounce that you may sap from me,
Come back when I am happy again,
So that you may torment me and be my bane.

But O Torment, leave me be,
I have now, an urge to be free.


O Torment, leave me be

by

Red Baron


O Torment, why do you torment me,
Why do you always come to me,
In a different guise, but always to torment me.

O Torment, have I not paid my dues yet,
Have I so much to suffer that you leave me not,
Or do you love me so that you cannot leave me.

O Torment, what is your name,
Are you called love, or is hope your fame,
Whatever be it, you are the same.

O Torment, I have done my time,
There is not an ounce that you may sap from me,
Come back when I am happy again,
So that you may torment me and be my bane.

But O Torment, leave me be,
I have now, an urge to be free.