Eat or heat my stiffening bones

Like demons in the night on paid vacation

Aesop dons his tanning lotion

Admires his Trumpian colour and prays

For constancy with his New Look.

Golden girls, clicking high heels, sweeping, swaying hair

An oasis of ambiguity in the desert, for the parched

And for us all.

Unsure how we feel in response to a death

And twelve lo...

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What did friends offer? 
Except only talking
I really allowys suffer
My heart is sadly shaking

There was time to judge
Who was a fake or pure 
Until we reached the edge
No friendship for sure

Life is a lie, and fancy
Nobody in reality is trusty
Friendship has no policy 
May be I'm, only, faulty 

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