A dreary day
wish I could just romp in the hay
noone to romp with so I will ride a horse
and let it take its course
Where did all the love go
I think it all froze in the snow

Love is love.
Sex is what sex does.
Romance questions both.

A wilted banana can't do a thing with
something might not be up or is it
Tucked away for another day
to play who knows, will see, okay
shoot for the stars.