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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!

Now He's Gone, And Lost His Head by Spider Tom

Spider Tom's Comments: 

In a world of love and loss,
I have written a lyric, from a sad and rejected hen
Who once knew the Fruita Roosta', before he lost his head.
Is this an ode to rejection?
Or an undying love.


We grew up 'round the farm yard,
Started out as friends,
Him just half a rooster,
Me a chick, back then,
We'd run out in the sun,
And scratch around the hay,
In time he started chasing me,
I didn't run away.

He grew, to quite a rooster,
I was his favoured hen,
I was there, the first time,
He raised his comb.
I loved to sit and watch him crow,
We walked together, end to end,
And he'd grab me by the feathers,
Now and then.

One sorry day, he lost his head,
As cocks, so often do,
Gone off, left the coop,
And he's flown.
He's gone, and joined a touring show,
Like some circus freak,
And how I pine for him,
He'll never know.

They might love you, then they leave you,
They may lay thee, then betraye thee,
They might use you, with no affection shown,
In the whirlpool, that's called Love,
When push comes to a shove,
It is better to have lost,
Than, never known. 


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