Saturday, July 28, 2018

Strings



Strings, strings, bodda bing
you played my heart strings
with a voice clear and charming

Strings strings rusty strings
Oh you played summer heat
but not now you sound incomplete

Strings, strings political things
I will yes sir with all my heart
And won’t be in it from the start

Strings, strings, sloppy things
This old comfy shirt is tattering
Which is soul shattering

Strings, strings, my strings
Any pretty smile plays me
I’m ready to do as you please

Strings, strings, what tomorrow brings
Maybe more words on an organ
Maybe sleep in and forget again

Strings, strings bodda bing
you make my heart sing
You make my world everything

Strings, strings, endless strings
Caught in a ten minute symphony

Lost in thought what irony

by Dave Schipper (c) 2018 Rose Riversongs 

 Note: This came from a morning exercise called Object Writing. Learned about the putting this routine in from Miss Tess and she pointed me to ObjectWriting.com  I highly recommend the exercise, and if you sign up, Mr. Pattison's name is Pat.





Friday, July 6, 2018

Crazy Enough for You



When its 1 o’clock and I’m all spent
You’re still all smiles and won’t relent
Another round or maybe two
Because I’m crazy enough for you

Tonight this chick flick has three men in it
And I am one of them and proud of it
We’ll laugh and cry too
Because I’m crazy enough for you

You open the door and scream “Snake!”
Without thinking I go and grab the rake
Was I dumb or just a fool
At least I’m crazy enough for you

Many guys have a way of shutting up
You know me, I’ll just make the words up
Sometimes they’ll catch you too
You know, I’m crazy enough for you
By Dave Schipper © 2018 Rose Riversongs



Really didn't think this was going to be a song... picked up a guitar and it wrote itself.

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Safe Friends





















Here’s to safe friends, may you have a few
The stories shared don’t go anywhere
They pick on you when you’ve had a few
Pick you up when you’re feeling blue
They’re first to say sorry even if no harm was done
And they’ll laugh with glory when your fly is undone
So here’s to those safe friends 
……………may they be with you to the end

by Dave Schipper (c) 2018 Rose Riversongs