How Long is Forever?

  "... and they lived happily ever after" is just fairy tales

Where people are swallowed then spit out by whales
In real life it starts when the kids go to sleep
And ends the next morning when they rise with a cheep

And sometimes dear parents you get less than this
With kids who won't sleep won't enjoy sleeping bliss
When it comes down to bedtime they can't be cajoled
They'll stay up all night and won't do what they're told

So all through the night well you won't catch a wink
And then in the morning they'll put you on the brink
"Mommy I'm hungry" or "daddy I'm bored"
And this is the real "ever after" reward

The World is Changing

 The World is Changing

There was a time (I have in mind) when things would stay the same
And day to day and year to year no need to go explain
'Cause the rules were still the same you see no different from the past
But nowadays I'm sad to say the world spins oh so fast

So, what was true just yesterday today we must review
Because everything is changing at a speed to fast for you
To know if what we'd known before yes just the other day
On rising in the morning if it's all just gone away

What is good and what is right and how to raise a child
To be a lovely person who will always be so mild
How to know the difference of what is right and what is wrong?
It used to be so simple we could put it in a song

"Tis a gift to be simple" well I don't know 'bout that
You when you live the simple life they take that shirt right from your back.
"Tis a gift to be free" you know it seems to me
Descent is not invited no you must agree with me - And where 'ought we be?'

Cause everything is changing at the speed of light it seems
To horrify your senses and to steal from you your dreams
What is true what is false well I really couldn't say
The one thing that I'm certain of is it'll be different in a day

Daddy's Stinky Red Shirt

 My daddy possesses a sticky red shirt
It perfect for running but not for his work
But one day you see it acquired a stink
Completely impervious to the ways you would think

We tried to wash it but we had no luck
Next we tried scrubbing but the stink was still stuck
Next we tried chemicals but that didn't work
And we tried and we tried and it made us berserk

Defeated we then thought to to seek a guru
To see if he knew something we didn't knew
And all of the the while the stink grew and it grew
And somehow it's now a big hullabaloo
To solve this I must say that I wish we'd a clue
But maybe you know? Oh please tell if you do?

I Wish I Wasn't Born a Princess

 I was born a princess and oh the tales I'd tell
We're cursed or worse in every tale in each and every vale

So oft we find that princesses are condemned by sacred duty
Imagine how it'd be to wake if you were sleeping beauty
Everything you'd every known and those you'd loved in glory
Now taken by the turn of time to satisfy a story

And then there was Rapunzel, so pretty and so fair
Was locked up in a tower so that we could read her tale
Does that sound fun to you? I doubt it's really a nightmare
If you'd like to be a princess - you wouldn't if you were there

What crime had Snow White committed to make it seem quite fair
That she should then be be poisoned - all princesses beware
And what of the tale yes the poor old tell of princess Fiona
Who's life was good until the night when she becomes an ogre

Kidnapped or held captive, to be enchanted or be cursed
I wish I weren't a princess 'cause our lives are just the worst

Don't W(h)ine so much!

Oh daddy dearest daddy
Can you cut back your wine?
I just don't think it's healthy
I don't think you'll be fine

Oh child dearest child
Can you please stop your whining
Can we have a few moments
In mornings when we're dining?

But if you wine then I can whine
That's really only fair
So no more w(h)ines for both of us
Agreed please sign right there

But child it's not so easy
For me to simply drop
But if you won't whine then I won't wine
Both wine and whine we'll stop

Lost Our Way

 Do I even have a gender? Do I even have a race?
Will anybody anybody anyone at all extend a little grace?
That I might not be simple I might be hard to know
As noisy as a kettle, as lonely as the snow

Has it become so wrong these days to care for more than I?
When everyone needs recognition the L the G and the B T Q and I?
When everyday there's something else that you just need to buy?
When life takes all you have each day just so you can get by?

There was a time when boys and girls would play and play outside
There was a time when it was enough to just go run and hide
And then seek out the hidden, exploring every day
Now everything is Trump Putin Musk, and we've so lost our way

MADA

 MADA!

I must run for office I'm seizing my chance
I have my own platform where I'll take a stance
And say to all gentlemen, children and wives
That we all need to bring dorkiness into our lives

As true as a bird that flies up to the north
As real as a principle that must be put forth
Just like the founders with paper and pen
We must "Make America Dorky Again (MADA)!"

Identity politics they've had their go
Some think their great but some others think no
America's ready for change don't you see?
And the change that we need is a change that's dorky

So fellow Americans put down your loads
Don't worry 'bout inflation or immigration or those
Don't worry about Trump 'cause he's just got to go
It's a shining new era when the dorks run the show