Crying in her coffee cup coz her husband had just died..mascara black teardrops stained her saucer as she cried and cried..coz her hollow heart felt empty of happiness inside..she couldn’t stop sobbing no matter how hard she tried

Would the timelessness of time ever heal her pain, she doubted this very much as she wept again..and her last memories of them together was driving her insane, they had had a massive argument as they were out walking in the rain..Oh if only the two of them hadn’t had that awful row..and she wished she hadn’t said those hurtful words to him now..but she was acting on the rebound when he called her a nasty cow, but it’s too late for regrets, she will have to live with it somehow..

She wore her wisdom very well all wrapped up in mystique from amidst her personality which was so incredibly unique..She had mastered the art of secrecy with such a tremendous technique, whilst she searched within your soul as she kissed you on your cheek..

Younger than her power of perception would suggest, tho much older midst the memories of her mindfulness manifest..a descendant from the romany gypsies, Vadoma was her stage name.. tho if she had used her birth one Lavinia..this should have fared the same..but ‘V’ stood for Victorious as she always tried to be, she would explain this theory to her confused Father when he complained constantly..

Vadoma could look inside one’s future of fortune and fate, and as her beautiful, bright blue eyes captivated, she hypnotised you in a sleepy state..then she could clear your thoughts as they would dance betwixt her head..but when you awoke from your revery there would be not a shred nor a thread..and alas this wise wizen woman used her findings for her own gratification..tho disguised beneath her intentions was such a fascination of sheer sensations

There once was a man they said he was a nerd but why on earth they called him that was really quite absurd.. coz the only thing he did that was different from the rest..was to write down words he’d never heard to give himself a test.. well he ended up with a scholarship coz he was so very clever.. and now the folks that called him a nerd are wishing that they’d never...

She sells her shells to a seaside shop, she keeps some shells for herself.. she polishes and paints them pretty colours and places some on a shelf..

She picked those shells from the sandy shore all buried on a beach..she saw some seagulls duck and dive whilst squawking with a screech..Susie sells her seaside shells on her market stall and displays them on a little wall..

Peter came to Susies stall and asked her what she had to sell.. she pointed up to the ledge on the wall and then Peter picked out a shell..He put this silver shell to his ear and listened to the sea..but out popped a scallop from his home he wanted to be free...

So peter caught the scallop and he put it in a ***..he couldn’t wait to show Susie at her stall exactly what he’d got..Well Susie studied that strange creature to see if it was still alive.. and put it in a seaside shell to see if it would survive

The little lively scallop wriggled right into the shell..and snuggled deep within it’s case to hide away so well..So Susie took Peter’s hand and strolled down to the sea and placed the shell inside Peter’s *** and let that scallop flee..

Just a woman and a man from a fortunate fate..walking arm in arm to her garden gate..as that big old moon looks down on the pair.. and those twinkling stars amaze with glare..with two pair of feet stood on a grassy lawn wornout with dancing from the crack of dawn.. and  a couple of sweaty bodies thinking only of romance betwixt this future of happenstance..

Yet this is what lifes about when all is said and done.. boy meets girl and humanity carries on..going forth and multiplying..amidst loving each other so satisfying..with just a woman and a man meeting up together from when life began and still today forever..So indeed history repeats itself from that old ancient scroll on the library shelf..telling those tales about Adam and Eve wearing nothing on their skin but a green fig leaf..and the two of them would be standing on the soily earth.. ready to mate with all God’s worth..”Go forth and multiply!” spreading the love of the Lord..by and by...

You are so trustworthy I can see this in your eyes, and you would never ever run away and hide in a disguise.. so honestly reliable in everything that you do..with a personality  of perfection and a person to look up to..yet within this world with uncertainties I ask, do you not despair, when humanity hurts one another amidst the air that we breathe and share

How on earth do you find it within your heart of hearts ? to suffer these fools gladly when there are too many counterparts..if only mankind could learn laudable life’s lessons from his fellowman..then ignorance would not be bliss and one would care about his clan..alas we are but mere’ mortals with some of us following like sheep as they lie thinking about nothing else but themselves drifting off in sleep..”Goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life” now that parable in the holy bible hadn’t mentioned any strife..but one can do the opposite of what they really mean.. so perhaps positivity  needs to ridicule any negativity that is seen...

Washing windows with his wipers he tries not to look.. yet there are times when he cannot help himself and his ladders has ladders shook.. that man has seen it all he should write it in a book..as he’s got to get them done by hook or by crook

Well as he is polishing the glass he pretends he doesn’t see when you are in the bathroom with the door ajar having a ***..and there’s your little ones pointing over tee hee hee.. Oh my God he is smiling you are as embarrassed as can be

Yes he is a city window cleaner he has seen it all before..he could tell you tall tales from behind everybody’s door.. as lovers get carried away on the kitchen floor.. but when you’ve seen one you’ve seen the lot.. he doesn’t care anymore