Callahan's Place 10 - Off The Wall At Callahan's (v5.0) by Spider Robinson Read Free Book Online

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    Spice
     
     
    And when I've just assuaged your lust
    By flicker-light of telly
    I love to lie between your thighs
    My cheek upon your belly
    To smell you and to feel you  
    And to hear your small intestine
    And know that this is perfect bliss
    Just as it was predestined
     
    In the hour that my death draws near
           And I wonder what my life was for
           It'll be the afterglows
           With your fragrance in my nose
           I'll remember and relive once more
     
    And now I rest, caress your breast
    And sail in satiation
    On the oceanic motion
    Of your rhythmic respiration
    And now my lips and fingertips
    Are flavoured sweet and sour
    For I have nipped and fully sipped
    My favorite furry flower
     
           In the hour that my death draws near
           And I wonder what my life was for
           It'll be the afterglows
           With your fragrance in my nose
           I'll remember and relive once more
     
    I know in time I'll have to climb
    Up next to you for sleep
    With no regret, but not just yet
    This moment let me keep
    And suddenly it comes to me
    —how glorious and dumb!—
    I had so much fun making love
    I plain forgot to come…

 
     
    Please, Dr. Frankenstein
     
     
    I've walked a thousand miles in an effort to retain ya
    And I didn't come for charity: I fully plan on payin' ya
    But I've been so depressive, guess I'm ready for some mania
    That's why I've traveled all this way to gloomy Transylvania, singin
    Please Dr. Frankenstein, won't you try and bring me back to life?
    Cause I truly have been grieving' since I got "Goodbye, I'm leavin" from my wife
    I'm slowly goin nuts because the memory of her cuts me like a knife
    Please Dr. Frankenstein, won't you try and bring me back to life?
     
    I cannot seem to find my pulse; my temperature is down
    And I can tell I smell like hell, the way that people frown
    I feel like rigor mortis, all I do is lay around
    You gotta help me Frankenstein, I'm halfway in the ground (I'm beggin)
    Please Dr. Frankenstein, I am up for any kind of change
    Spent evenings in this coffin just a little bit too often, and it's strange
    Please don't consider me more than some flesh for you and Igor        to arrange
    Please Dr. Frankenstein, I am up for any kind of change
     
    I'll stagger like the victim of a wreck
    I'll wear those funny bolt-things in my neck
    I’d love to be in stitches—what the heck
    Do you need cash, or will you take a check?
     
    I'm not afraid of what you'll do—I'm immunized to pain
    Cause everything I ever had has bubbled down the drain
    Make me the Pride of Frankenstein and I will not complain
    Just strap me down and let me have a transplant of the brain: I need it
    Please Dr. Frankenstein, won't you try and raise me from the dead?
    My heart is barely beatin since I caught the woman cheatin in our bed
    My entire world's a coffin and it doesn't get me off an like I said
    Please Dr. Frankenstein, won't you try and raise me from the dead?

 
     
    Come to My Bedside
    by
    Zaccur Bishop
     
     
    Come to my bedside and let there be sharing
    Uncounterfeitable sign of your caring
    Take off the clothes of your body and mind
    Bring me your nakedness; help me in mine…
     
    Help me believe that I’m worthy of trust
    Bring me a love that includes honest lust
    Warmth is for fire; fire is for burning
    Love is for bringing an ending to yearning…
     
    For I love you in a hundred ways, and not for this alone
    But your lovin’ is the sweetest lovin’ I have ever known
     
    Come to my bedside and let there be giving
    Licking and laughing and loving and living
    Sing me a song that has never been sung
    Dance at the end of my fingers and tongue
     
    Take me inside you and bring up your knees
    Wrap me up tight in your thighs and then squeeze
    Or if you feel like it, you get on top
    Love me however you please, but please…don’t stop
     
    For I love you in a hundred ways, and not for this alone
    But your