fizzy's blog: "fizzysmile"

Things That Go Bump In The Night It's the right of a passing fancy flight, Just one more account...of things that go 'bunp' in the night.... What is that sound what could it mean? Is it something creepy for Halloween? It's the right of a passing fancy flight.... Jut one more account of things that go 'bump' in the night..... It's all the rage and it's all upstairs, These midnight manuevered shadowed affairs, No, it's the right of the passing fancy flight, Just one more account of the things that go 'bump' in the night..... It's noisey and there is laughter all around! Oh LOOK ! A costume or two can even be found! It's a witch with a pointy hat and a broom... Walking past a window in a bedroom!! It's the clock striking the DEAD of night! So why aren't we all in a tizzy of FRIGHT?! It's the right of a passing fancy flight..... Just one more account of things that go 'bumop' in the night.... There are moans and groans and chains all around! Is this just the sounds of the season hovering all around? NO! It's just the right of a passing fancy flight..... Just one more account of things that go' bump' in the night.... So if you hear a bump beind doors closed..... It appears we are BUSY and you SHOULD suppose....... It's just one more account of the things that go........'BUMP' in the night...

Honey Can I Wear You Tonight The afternoon lace brushed my thigh, As I raised my leg oh so high, His stare was of the liscentious kind, I already knew what was on his mind, Honey can I wear you tonight? Let me weave you in and out and make you smile, Let me kiss and make you feel surprised, Honey can I wear you tonight? Oh let me take you on a little ride, We could put all the black lace aside, Let other men seek the evening tide, And you won't have to compromise, Ooh let me caress you as you start the rise, Glass you up and fill you up oh so wise, Bind you with my lace thigh high's, I can make you want to sigh, Honey let me wear you tonight, Let me make love to you and make you smile, Let me kiss you and melt before your eyes, Honey can I wear you tonight?

Our Honey Oh sweetness abounds as the scent rises up from all around, Slow as it molds and strays on from up to down..... All over and on down as it crawls, It covers and touches in soft and gentle places, It touches the blankets and clings to our faces... It mingles with our bodies and runs on into exctacy.... Of you and me with the taste of our honey...