Can you meet me at the dusk

Which leads to dawn

Maybe we can stop my breathing

While we're at it

Because I think the coyotes will call home

Soon if we don't prepare supper at the kitchen

Counter

Come on now son

Venture with me

Just for a tiny bit

Travel the Australian Outback

Dip to the New Zealand Sun

Don't worry about the time so much

Because when we're done

We can just hop over the line

Maybe towards the equator

Start the day over

You would tell me tales 

About the seven seas

And the potentional eighth

Even though maps don't say

Clark Gable once taught me

It's never what you got in your pants

But what ticks in your chest

The chemicals running

Up and down your spine

The electricity flying through out the brain

As well as what makes your soul burn

And no, he wasn't drunk 

When he told me this stolen lesson

But near the end of his Life

An old man's last act of class

Handed down generation to generation

Mostly through film

Also audio recording

Have you ever been to a spider's wedding?

The food is to die for.

Keep the remember in November.

The rain in April

And the lion's roar in March

If you don't keep the sun in July

There won't be the autumn fall 

For October and possibly September

What will August do if all the Watermelon

Stopped growing

And with it the pastel flowers of May?

January and December don't want to lose

Their snow so vote no on question eleven

Otherwise the terrorists will have won

And captured the love of February.

We all know June won't stand for that

With its Father's Day and all.