BURNING UP THE MIDNIGHT OIL .......A POEM for Karl!

 


SITTING AT MY DESK TONIGHT,
BURNING UP THE MIDNIGHT OIL
TOOK A PEEK TO FIND A BITE
THEN PUT THE POT TO BOIL

NOTHING IN THE FRIDGE LOOKED GOOD
OPENED UP A CAN OF PEARS
TASTED LIKE I THOUGHT THEY WOULD
THEN ATE SOME GUMMY BEARS

I SAVE THEM FOR A LITTLE BOY
COMES SEE ME FOR A SPELL
SEARCHING SOMEWHERE FOR A TOY
THE ONE THAT RINGS HIS BELL

HE LOVES ME PLAYING MY GUITAR 
THERE'S ONE I LET  HIM PLAY
HE  STRUMS IT LIKE A MOVIE STAR
HE'D PLAY THE THING ALL DAY

WHEN HIS MOTHER CALLS FOR HIM
TO SHUT HIS VISIT DOWN
I KNOW HE LOVES ME, I LOVE HIM
HE LEAVES ME WITH A FROWN

LORD, PLEASE LISTEN TO MY PLEA 
KEEP HIM NICE AND WARM
GENTLY REST HIM ON YOUR KNEE
AND BLESS HIM SAFE FROM HARM

george.mcnaughton2