Bedpost.

There once was a boy who lived on a mountain
Who was so sick of all the people doubting
Him and his plans for the rest of his life
So what he did was he took a knife
And carved his name into a girls bedpost
For she had acted as his evening host
And showed him how her body could move
He had no idea what she was trying to prove
The next day his words did trip
Out of his mouth and onto her lips
They could not be pulled apart
A beautiful relationship did start
That night in between the sheets
Oh how it felt so wonderful and sweet
And their love for each other was strong
But love does not last for very long
Fifty years later she passes away
And he can’t bear to live another day
Without her at his side
He locks himself away and hides
From the world that he once knew
He never had anything to do
With anyone else ever again
Today next to his best friend
Did they bury him in the ground
Now that’s a love profound.