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Brown Bread
she's a great cook to be fair,
puts fine grub on the table,
sees me eat up with gusto
as best as my belly is able
she has a bread-maker now,
flour and yeast and pastry,
I must mind my waistline,
dont gobble it up too hasty
upset she is at what I leave,
fat gander getting force-fed,
guts so leaden and swollen
I'm no longer good in bed
obesity roost...
Wednesday 7th April 2021 10:15 am
Rain and Balloon
Raindrops are laughing,
Falling,
Like cherry
Blossoms,
Onto the garden
Pond
I am alone
Floating on,
A little cooling the warmth
Of summer morning;
As if flying
Big sky balloons
Of birthday party ...
Monday 15th June 2020 3:11 pm
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