Stick it in stick it in
Where the heart is and not the soul
Put it in there and ask me the faintest of times
Why I should be then and not now
The one who does it for
Country not circus and registry
Why oh why do you understand now but
Not when I ask you to?
I would have been then and now but I do not know
If I can be there when it is folded into two
Which is why I guided you
Into the firmament of recover and recount
By God I love it when you come but
Not when you go.
Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2016/7