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It was as if someone was quietly murmering yapple dapple softly in my ear.
Almost like a spiritual kiss.
Or a green duck enjoying the moulting of feathers.
Oiled up and refreshed.
An energized breath into the brain.
As if my idiosyncratic inner monologue added up to hill of beans.
A regular Joeseph keeping to his own, put me here please.
Toy firetrucks, they make me wince when they hit the ground.
I need to practice more Kung-Foolery.
Terrible? Yes, that's what I prefer.
Under the radar of 747 thoughts.
Into the sky, chilled by the wind.
It wouldn't be so bad, if there was not chlorine on my sugar.
That's It!
I need a "breath into the brain" for 2019. Thanks. I'm on it now! - Lady A :D
' Almost like a spiritual
'
Almost like a spiritual kiss.
Or a green duck enjoying the moulting of feathers.' delightfully unique
'kung foolery' wonderful word play
a great poem
Thank you
Very Much