Losing things was always my curse
I need somewhere for my things to immerse...
Black and white is the collie of her hair,
Quickly vanishing like a ninja in thin air...
Random crap that is eventually going to come up
In ways that get me in sessions weekly...
An old toothless woman
Is setting in the back seat of a taxi...
She: Darling where are you?
He: At home, tired and I want to sleep ... and...
Jester James-
Caught lurking in alleyways...
This man, Roger Jo.
All dressed up and ready to go...
Imagine if while logging in
you saw an elephant jogging in...
Bernie, he looks so cool
dancing like a dancing fool...
I'm not getting any younger
I realize that, heavy hearted...
The girl in the showy, daisy lace dress
in the form of Dian, crowned with volupture...
Birdy Birdy,
In the sky...