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THE GHOST OF HIGH STREET

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She worked at the insane asylum
He worked on his Black Book Magazine
Life was difficult for both of them
Until the night came for fantasy's dream

She walked home in her cape and hat
He walked home to spank his brat
Life was fun for them in bed
They closed their eyes with heavy head

She would come as mist in the night
He would sleep with a night light
Life was in between the times
Until she kissed him with rhymes

She was raised a Baptist girl
He was born Jew in this world
Life was difficult being far apart
Until they touched heart to heart

She was rushed all the day long
He was her muse in poetry song
While in their beds they were alone
Across the country ghosts will roam

She was living in her head
He liked her coming to his bed
When all the world slept peacefully
The ghost of High Street would greet me

She was a celibate too many years
He found it difficult to hear her tears
So many years between them wept
While by his bed at night she slept

She was his faithful doggy dear
He could feel when she was near
As tingling would come below
From where he could not know

She was there
He could care
Care he did
While she hid

She was loving and obscene
He was strict and kinda mean
But he had a way that she needed
His way she heeded

She loved him with love and lust
He knew her from poetry rust
That ran down as water on his steel
Wondering what made her feel

She was scared of big towns
He was there by one a clown
Who kept her laughing with his charms
Who made her long to feel his arms

She wanted his beard on her breasts
He wanted a ladies head on his chest
After exhausting sex was consumed
To lay there listening to his heart boom

She had brown eyes
He had big thighs
To be below him down there
Give him pleasure that showed care

She is the ghost of his High Street
He is the one she'll not meet
So in her poetry he'll be
'Till somewhere in time this ghost will be

She was a mist
He was man kissed
From his insane asylum nurse
Was she a blessing or a curse...

...The Ghost of High Street?


2/24/2015 1159 cj












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