By Edward Handbasket Master T-Boy
come
on right in, far beyond the glaring streetlights,
no need to be pressed up against the glass,
the door is open come on inside, there's a warm fireplace
waiting for you, with a glowing ember burning hot, where
the cold is lost, forgotten, we'll take you in no questions asked,
let us be the calm you seek, take away your pain and show you
all the beauty you possess, take you out of darkness out of doubt,
for you'll find a friend who won't betray, we think you're so beautiful,
with an edge and a charm, and everyone is waiting for your entrance
so don't disappoint them,
may you find some comfort there in the handbasket...
for when you awaken the next day inside the handbasket,
loving the light that brings a smile across your face, and in
that stillness there was a freedom you never felt before, as
morning smiles speak to you of comfort, and you wonder sleepily,
"am I in heaven here in this handbasket?", then exclaim with
wonderment to all those cuties around "yay, it's like living in a
world created for only us, for we get to play with chairs, candles,
and cloth (and other kinky toys and stuff), I believe this is heaven
to no one else but me, it might not be right for you but it's right for me,
oh your handbasket love is better than ice cream,
better than anything else that I've tried!"