My tummy needs a yummy,
Like a plummy tasty gummy.

I'm in a slummy feeling crummy,
Give me something in my tummy.

Please don't treat me like a scummy,
And don't look at me like a dummy.

I don't want to drink a rummy,
But a yummy in my tummy.

Mommy can I get a yummy,
I don't want to starve my tommy.

Please offer me some plummy tasty gummy.

Spoon is car yellow air,
Taste the run run bare.

Lie, lied, liar, stare,
Swoosh, arr...  I eye dare.

Seven ate nine,
Do you want green legs and lamb?

Stop pew pew mue mu ahh..    ****,
I am not a cat but a mue mu ahh... ****.

Why are you still reading this crap?

I love silliness,
Because I love laughter.

narfffff say the kitties,
arffff say the doggies.

blah blah bah say the hummies,
but we Hippos care not to say a single word and eat!

We simply like to belch!

Cloud to thunder created oasis bloom,
as the dune scattered by the wind.

While we are faced with the same finale,
liquid resonate with all of creations.

For age and strive are stilled by progression of time,
everything in life is but a full circle of beginning and the end.

It is this dark cloud that perpetuate the rain,
and rained formed ponds or lakes cradled the life.

As we know from science that life started from liquid,
and all things shall end with ashes to ashes travelled by the winds.

S'e kisha njoft veten
Po sdi pse quditna kur s'e njoh hala
Cdo dite e njoftoj veten me veten
Kom pritje edhe e paragjykoj is ni
T'huj

By Rreze Hoxha

Sweat summer wine,
Fairest night to dine.

Let me know the line,
And grant me the toughest spine.

Embrace me in the power of sun in fold of trine,
Empower me with the star's grace of nine.

Show me your truest sign,
And lead me to the brightest shrine.

Only in time,
Everything washes away.

As minute passes,
So does your beloved writings

In passing season,
So does your identity.

Told them with a smile I will join them,
As I laughed among the elderly crowds watching a comedian.

I will accept the wishes if they gave me little more time,
As I smiled at the river looking at the school of fish pass by.

Give me few more minutes to cherish my loved ones,
As I let death take my hand to the other side.

Upon the fragrance of the rose garden,
The presence of beauty linger like a perfume.

As if stepped into your personal space,
And announce my desired to be with you.

Like thunder roar an earth quake upon the atmosphere,
While stirred and trembled upon the heart beat as it echoed.

It's like a unravelling story chained by one to another,
And it leads you to a narrative of closed petals to blossom flower.

One emotions invoke by another canvas,
But always in the story of our first kiss.

This garden lead the path to you,
And chain me to past road where we met eye to an eye.

Garden to a forest, then forest to a our original meeting place.
I am reminded by the world you and I are one,
And I'm lucky that you are mine.