Breathless I stare into the void
It’s Monday here already…
Long I laboured beneath your golden gaze…
Now I’m just making stuff up for sh1ts and giggles…
Happy friday people. A day late.
A little late….
4 days in a row! How grown up.
Tuesday and still going strong…Bit dark though I will be honet. Perhaps tomorrow I will be serious about someone riding a bike. How dark can that get?
More serious poems becauise I’m just that kinda guy. No I am really. Honest. Look at my rhyming n stuff.
How about a poem to start. A poem can be a frightfully serious thing.
Wash your hands you filthy animal.
A poem. About bits. Of stuff.
I know I can do better but it was just something to go with the silly stick drawing really…
The heart wants what the heart wants apparently.
A tale of fear and things that go bump bump bump in the night
Mmm all the good bits.
Of Love and life
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And the 17 sylabbled horse you rode in on.
Don’t tell me you don’t relate…Winky face …
The circle of life!
I think I speak to you lot more than I do to my Mrs!