Phil Soar Poems

I turned the corner, and the whole world changed
A minor error, but resulting pain
A life no more, all meaning expired
And all because my mind was tired
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She thought she had the answers
To everything I said
She thought she could be number one
In all but the marital bed
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I turned the page and read aloud
My wife told me to stop it
She was sewing a balloon onto a coat
And I thought she was going to pop it
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We carved our initials into the tree
Phil Ince and Susan Strong
And only when we'd finished
Did we notice something wrong
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When everything seems just too hard to cope with
When all the toils and strife can get too much
The way my dogs can lift my heart and feelings
Is something magical
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When faced with disaster or an ominous fate
Take things in hand and then masturbate
It'll make you feel better, and raise your blood flow
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I appear and yet I am no illusionist
I fade and yet I am no sound technician
I cry and yet I am happy inside
Mistaken Identity?
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I'd like to write a lullaby
I'd love to write a tune
I'd love to smell the fresh cut grass
From morning until noon
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A winter wonderland with snowflakes falling
With Robins and with Turtle doves a-calling
With drummer boys and carol singers too
I guess this is what Christmas means to you
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