Happiness is like wood shavings
from dross in sculpting...

What can I say to you
that has not been rendered...

Children always seem easier to raise
When they're little...

Mid-Day At The Mercado
(To the tune of Midnight at the Oasis...

You hacked my voice
you claimed my soul...

Appreciate life
it will be taken away...

I was in college
buying dime bags, never thought...

I have been in many people's shoes
and walked in them many a mile...

When is your birthday?
The first Saturday after...

Our mom cleaned the daily grime,
sang us sleep with nurs'ry rhyme...

If I could give you anything
it would be moments...

The monsters that roam these shores
know where we make our homes...