jj jackman a speckled bird - index
oh ladies (4/15/01) oh ladies you did think me wrong surmising base intent yet trees arrive from troubled root to blossom in the spring arrange the stems both short and long enjoy the lovely scent one truly vile in pleasant suit might later bring your ring oh ladies it's an old trite song he seems a polished gent a vacant mind with spending loot another painful fling oh ladies you must suffer long to your own detriment truth from the one you've rendered mute much shorter would it sting oh ladies though i'm not so strong oh how i do lament when blossoms die there is no fruit nor seed on twirling wing oh ladies you did think me wrong surmising base intent yet trees arrive from troubled root to blossom in the spring