Poems by Jim Ellis

Oh bed my bed
Our day has just begun
It snowed today
No work, hooray
I might sleep in til one

Oh bed my bed
I love to lay on you
You're there for me
Whenever I need
You make me feel brand new

Oh bed my bed
You feel so good to me
When I'm all tucked in
With eyes closed grin
I get the sleep I need

Oh bed my bed
How you make time fly
My eyes I closed
And then arose
To find that noon was nigh

Oh bed my bed
You make my day so bright
But now it's time
For the daily grind
But I'll be back tonight

Kiss me kiss me if you dare
I really doubt you'll do it
Kiss me kiss me I don't care
There's really nothing to it

Pucker up those lips of yours
Place them on my own
Come find out just what's in store
I'll chill ya to the bone

Love me love me if you can
It makes the kissing nicer
A kiss like yours just can't be planned
It makes things really nice here

Wed me wed me take me away
Fulfill my fondest wish
Then kiss me every single day
And at night, hey, how about a kiss

Life is what we make it.
It cares not what we do.

No matter how we fake it,
It always sees right through.

If you try and lead it,
It pushes from behind.

If you try and read it,
It soon will make you blind.

Just let it freely take you.
Enjoy life's carefree ride.

And know it won't forsake you
If you walk right by its side.

How I long for a kiss
The type that leaves you woozy
That's the kiss that I miss
It's a whoopdee doozy

Sometimes just the yearning
Makes it even better
And there's no discerning
Whether you should let her

Then there is the one not planned
It catches you off guard
Wobbly knees it's hard to stand
You fall for her so hard

No there's nothing like the perfect kiss
No matter how you get it
And if you miss a kiss like this
I promise you'll regret it

Candy, candy in the bag.
It's that time of year.
Funny clown, witchy hag.
Another house is near.

Popcorn balls and tootsie rolls.
A handful is the best
Taken from the biggest bowls
At homes that pass the test.

Ding dong, ring the bell.
Trick-or-treat is said,
And if it does not go so well,
Then mark the first word said.

Trees draped in toilet paper,
Fecal bags on fire.
Dressed like an undertaker,
The trick was their desire.

Midnight comes, all bags are full.
Time to count the bounty.
The night is done; we've played our role
All throughout the county.

Enjoy this yearly fun-filled night,
Feast upon its riches
From the first and final bite
Of Hugs and Hershey Kisses.

Beware the kiss of the living dead.
It will leave you wanting.
Hunger delays once he's fed
But soon restarts the hunting.

Daylight breaks and brings the night
As deadly sleep takes over,
And when the moon renews its light
The corpsed shell grows colder.

A woman walking down the street,
An invitation to dinner.
She never hears the silent feet
That carry the deadly sinner.

And as the fangs sink down deep,
The hunter takes his prey.
He prays the Lord her soul to keep
Then slowly backs away.

Beware the kiss of the living dead.
It will leave you wanting.
Hunger delays once she's fed
But soon restarts the hunting.