The Paul Poetry Journey - - - - Page Forty Four.
Penitentiary Love
Who said
Love is a crime?
If loving you is, babe
Then I'll do the time
Penitentiary love
I'm on death row
Making my last phone call
Just To let you know
They tell me: "Don't drop the soap!"
"Don't lose the mag!"
But loving you babe
Is all that I ever had
Come visit me darling
We'll touch through the glass
And all I really seem to remember now
Is your fine sweet ... butt
On.