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Sometimes, somebody drops by, and you find joy |
| To Amuse-ing , Cheers! waiter, beer please, i'm in a mood to talk to the bards, the muse by my side, serene and beguiling, tempting me to disrobe my thoughts of pretense: "novice, stop please, i'm in no mood to tease!" "this is serious business, making love to words,caressing the breasts of truth..." waiter, my beear please, i thirst of reasons to be, of excuses not to be, of pretending i can, of knowing i cant, "take it easy, every novice must disrobe before he can, am here to help you find your love, your home, your joy" a long journey, i'm sure but tonight i found a friend in this Writing.Com bar, thanks to the waiter, to the muse, to Mari, Cheers! |