A.G.E's Joint

 The drink sparkles on the rail  In the glow of the blood moon It's been years Since you left But tonight I'm wishing you were here. 

Hey, Heidy and Howdy, Ladies and Gents. Good Ol' Harry here and tonight's show on the Fart is special. We're calling it "Talking to the Moon." Or, howling might be more accurate. Midnight is we think of love and loss, and the best type of music for the theme is Tears in Your Beer country. Yep, all those Grand Ol' Opry stars talking about lost loves. Speaking of lost loves, my competition and colleague, Delilah, is having a rough time in her life. She lost a child recently and has been bereft (don'tcha love that word) about playing her sappy love songs. So the first dedication of the night is to her. Here's hoping she's.. When the full moon is out there, if we have a partner, we think about dancing with them. If we have lost a partner, we want one. Either way we know something is there following us. And as we wander, the sadness of the missing grows. Even when we are home, the sense of loneliness grows. And the wo...

Gossamer wings with a velvet touch A slip of a faerie in my sleep Silken umber curls draping across my chest. Where have come from Flying in from the night? Sadness drifts away With the waning moon Knowing more than you should Knowing less than you need You leave Love and doubt in your wake.