The Odour Of An Apple Pie.
Fresh Baked And Set Aside To Cool.
Would Tempt A Stronger Soul Than I
To Discard Sense And Play The Fool.

Beneath That Crisp And Golden Crust
There Lie Stewed Apples Rich And Sweet.
Arousing A Small Boy’s Greedy Lust.
My Mother Is Nobody’s Fool

I Cast The Runes: Then Carefully
Consider What They Signify
The Different Patterns I Can See.
I Can’t Be Sure But I Can Try.

Interpretation Is A Skill
Which Operates Subconsciously.
Sometimes It’s Guided By My Will
But Not Always Successfully.

Dreams Of Desire: Forbidden Things,
We Wanted To, But Never Did.
Desires We Carefully Hid,
Carnal, Lustful, Hopeless Yearnings.

Forbidden Fruits Beyond Our Reach.
We Could Achieve In Dreaming State.
Each Dream A Lesson Sought To Teach.
Our Super Egos In Full Spate.

When You Are Finding Life Too Tough
And Feel As If You’ve Had Enough
There’s Only One Thing You Can Do.
You Must Conduct A Life Review.

Weigh Up The Good Against The Bad.
Recall The Good Times That You’ve Had,
I Am Quite Sure If You Reflect
Although Life Is Far From Perfect.

She Was Convinced That He Believed
That She Was Very, Very Rich
And That The Plan She Had Conceived.
Would Go Ahead Without A Hitch.
She’d Satisfy Her Appetite
For Luxuries At His Expense.
Her Future Now Was Looking Bright
And She Was Filled With Confidence.
But What The Lady Did Not Know.
He Too Engaged In False Pretence,
His Seeming Wealth Was All Top Show.
Appearances Took Precedence.
Two Tricksters Both Of Whom Must Fail
A Scheming Minx A Charming Cad
Who Act Their Parts To No Avail
There Are No Pickings To Be Had.
Each Hoist Upon Their Own Petard.
Their Cunning Plans Have Gone Awry.
They Have Received Their Just Reward
As Tricksters Must Eventually.

The Lady Wept Hot Bitter Tears
But Could Not Stay The Passing Years
She Tried To Hide The Evidence
And Willingly Spared No Expense.

She Bought The Latest Creams And Pills
And Lotions Guaranteed To Please
But None Of Them Could Cure Her Ills
Because Old Age Is Not Disease.