Degreasing pans can be so time consuming…
.
I learned to view the lats and longs
singing in the ping of the iChing songs
my platypus is ringing…
altitude seems to be rhyming
gratitude is the road to knowing
that latitudes are there for showing
what there is to be and hold.
I see the old plots of gold
and they bore me…
stories of destruction deploring
so much so they’re rewriting
and if you’re naughty yet nice, inviting
.... but it takes a big ego….
don’t get lost. ;) when driving.
Sing a song of six sticks
All lined in a row
Flip along with three pix &
With three we’ll know…
How to Be Good.
Broken spoke and shoke the rhyme
Toaked a bowl and squeezed a lime
SOLids came and the EyES did open
She picked the six perpetual notions
Motion came and the Oceans calm
Spacific remains where it always belongs….
in
The First Book.
Dear pipE
Little Ms. Long Stocking…
wearing stripped socks darling
a dear in this color of red
stripped socks go well in bed
White sheets in the brightest smile
Warm feet in the longest mile
sweet treats from a tricky girl
who can fly a car all around the world
...chitty chitty is not a shitty shitty band.
bang on that gang.
.
;
Ganges angels build with seven angles.
Norma measures normal MOtiON.
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