About a person or place that renews your love e in a dream

MICKEY MICKEY by J.D. EARLEY 1994

I ride a rainbow dark and blue 
Through a city dreaming 
Oh my heart is beating 
So hard

The city streets are paved with 
Sunsets and Patchouli 
Oh this place is truly ... special 
I call it Mickey Mickey

I know it's wrong but, so strongly I  feel it.
When I belong to a city that's call Real
Still, I,

Feel the warm silk breezes 
Blowing through me 
I think this place renews me 
Hey hey,  Mickey Mickey

Well the time has come 
When you my one 
Full of dreams all over 
Filled with four leaf clovers 
Have to say, "Wake up" 
Hey, Hey, Mickey Mickey

(Bridge)
Guess I can't have 
All the things that I feel. 
How could a dream be so strong 
And not real?
(Soli)

(Bridge)
Guess I can't have 
All the things that I feel 
How could this dream be so strong 
And not real?

(Outro)
There's no Mickey on my mantle 
But, Mickey ... 
On my mind.

MICKEY MICKEY - J.D.EARLEY

A song about a young girls, emotions and heartbreak when love let her down

Music Box Dancers, Melodies And Tears

He's Lucky The Dog, He's man's best friend. He's the oldest union fire department volunteer.

Lucky The Dog

My Daddy Never Stood As Tall

I Still Do 
                                     (c) Marc Andrew Poveromo

we were standing at the alter, when we both said i do
now three children and a lifetime later, you're telling me were through
you said you changed, and there was nothing you could do
and now you're telling me that you don't
but i still do

   i promised to take you for my wife, to love you and to sacrifice                      
   and try and make your every dream come true
   i promised to be faithful, to love you and protect you 
   and dedicate my entire life to you 
   for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, 
   all i had in this world,  i gave to you 
   and now you're telling me that you don't, 
   but i still do
   
all that's left are pictures and the memories in my mind
left here wondering what went wrong, everything was fine
you said you changed, into somebody new
well three hearts are praying that you change 
back from i don't to i do

     I promised to take you for my wife to love you and to sacrifice
     and try and make your every dream come true
     i promised to be faithful, to love you and protect you  
     and dedicate my entire life to you
    for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health
    all i had in this world i gave to you 
    and now you're telling me that you don't
    but i still do
    now you're telling me that you don't
    but i still do
    a promise is a promise
    and i still do

I Still Do

The Saddest Man In The Happiest Place On Earth

A song about Father's and their love for their children

Marc Andrew Ballads

That's What Daddy's Do

Another Christmas Poem 
By Charlie H Russell © June 28, 2019

It’s the night before Christmas, and in my house.
The music was blasting and, you can’t stop this shout.
Our tree has a lean, from all that OG bling.
But you wonder, did I forget anything.

The children are upstairs, tucked in their beds,
While the grown folks played with their toys instead ...
No more ribbons, No more bows, at last, we’re all out.
Sounds of bumping, will they believe, it’s the big man moving about.

It’s Just another, Christmas poem, Christmas Poem.
It’s Just another, Christmas poem, Christmas Poem.
It’s Just another, Christmas poem, Christmas Poem.
It’s Just another, Christmas poem, Christmas Poem.

And then I heard my doorbell ring.
Someone called the Po Po on our Christmas swing.
But still in our merriest measure,
We opened up our house, full of our treasures.

From the top of the roof, there came such a BOOM!
It’s just the DJ dropping the beat, on my favorite tune.
Old-school, popping and locking, and there go’s that new hip. 
Come on heart let’s get a grip, who’s that guy, in those fly red threads?

Solo

Now Mr. Red Threads is floating all over the space,
He’s splattered glitter all over our place.
I got one more thing I need to say. 
Before the beat drops! ( Boom, Boom )and you try to get away.

Solo

That’s right, take out some trash before I turn off the lights.
But at the front of the house, I swore I could hear.
Above all that tires squeal, I’M OUT, like a drive-by cheer,
From the front seat of his drop-top bright red “Olds 88.”

And then I heard, and this was no misfire. 
“Good Christmas” —— growled his V8.
Above the peddle pumps, so loud and clear.
“Peace and love to you all,” until next year.

Solo

It’s just, Another Christmas Poem, Christmas Poem.
It’s just, Another Christmas Poem, Christmas Poem.
It’s just, Another Christmas Poem, Christmas Poem.
It’s just, Another Christmas Poem, Christmas Poem.

Charlie H Russell 
charliehrussell@aol.com

Another Christmas Poem

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Little Apple Annie

Unique, extremely imaginative, great story telling country music singer/sonqwriter. also on you tube

The Saddest Man In The Happiest Place On Earth

Marc Andrew (Poveromo)