His Little Play Toy
By Del
I'm looking at that big yellow moon up above What good is that moon without someone to love? There used to be someone many moons ago. What happened to that someone, I really don't know. He left me so suddenly,I can't tell you why. For days all I did was sit around and cry. He gave me such pleasure and made my heart sing. He called me his sweetie, his little play thing. He must have gotten tired of his little play toy. Altho' his play toy was never a bit coy All the love I possessed I gave him each night. I thought his little play toy was doing alright. One night he just walked out the door, And I never heard of my lover no more. Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 02:39 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I'm looking at that big yellow moon up above..."