SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!

The Song Challenge:   Love And Spots!!  Well, Challenge!rs -- Spring has sprung for most of us, and of course, at this time of year, every species experiences a little flutter of the heart and then, well, instinct takes over...   Perhaps inspired by his own 'instincts', our own Hyperabid has suggested the Challenge! topic of "first crushes and the opposite sex moving from pain in the *rse to "Why has God blessed me with a sex drive and acne at the same time!??".   An excellent and timely suggestion.   So, there you go Challenge!rs -- Songs about 'your first love and/or crush'.   Now I know we've all gone through this -- let's see what you can put to a tune!

A Calmer Suitor by Spider Tom

Spider Tom's Comments:  Here's a little song about Love and Lust,  It could fit the bill, I trust.

Chorus:
They read the Kama-Sutra,
An ancient book that says,
How to make your love life lovelier,
In a thousand different ways,
But the writing thing is easier,
Than the doings from the page.
Maybe they should have closed the book,
But, lust's a fiery haze.

They were bumping, they were grinding,
They were studying their timing,
And the shrieks and squeals,
Echoed in the night,
Like a couple of explorers,
On the stormy sea of lust 
They got where they were going,
but only just. 

Like something in a dream,
They were balanced on a beam,
As they improvised new chapters,
From the book,
But gravity took over
And brought them back to earth,
Though they tried to fly, they crashed,
For all their worth.

Chorus

Went from something in a dream,
To something of a scream,
As they lost their mount,
And soon did gravitate. 
T'was bent, what once was straighten,
More than ego was deflating,
You see many stems are snapped
So near a rose. 
And their eyes, were glowing lusty,
As they tumbled through the air.

Chorus

In the heap of limbs and linen, he was losing,
She was grinning,
Then the book had shut and 
They had lost their places, 
And the pain had quenched the fire,
And dampened their desire,
And wiped the lusty glow,
From off their faces.

Chorus

Now they've burned the Kama-Sutra,
He's become, a calmer suitor,
Found the simple things in life,
Are sometimes best,
But they still think of the time,
they came close to flying,
Like a little bird,
Who fell out of the nest.

Chorus

N.B. Sometimes a man's imagination is more fertile than his experience. K.R.

© Ken Robertson

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