Don't tell him
that you told me
about her,

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ps Facebook added the crazy emoji.

11.50.

I want it so much that it burns
want to touch it so much that it turns my head.

Want to hang on that thread and I know it's perverse
I want to walk on the edge of the known universe.

Let me glide down the slide of humanity and see the stars as they appear to me, hold on to the rails of those cold comet trails and wander through all of eternity.

I want to see the empty page before history, watch the mystery of birth in infinity, crawl through a wormhole as if like a blind mole and see my soul being balanced by divinity.

In this cycle of rounds where the sky becomes ground, the beginning, the end where time starts to bend like moments we lend to the minutes that send us exploring in space.

I want to come face to the face that gave me the zest, that which gave sight to my eyes and sent me off on this quest of learning.

Still turning my head hanging on to a thread in the bed of a cataract where thoughts become abstract and reasoning keen.

This is where I will be seen and will see
all that I will ever be
or have ever been.

Her eyes gave me the answers to all of my..
..wise far beyond the years she has notched on her belt.

God only knows
and that one ain't telling
so
we squaddies get fell in
salute the guard
and cry all night
because life's so hard.

The thing is though
we all know that but we bat on
and finish the innings
winning's neither here nor there
it's
about where we are and being
happy with what we've got,

Let gods keep their secrets
we're better off not knowing.

That end of year tiredness is creeping up on me

( sing the first line, you know that you know the tune )

and suddenly Sylvester and Tweety Pie come to mind,
Gwanny's lined the baking tray with aluminium foil
potato's in the pan and they're coming to the boil
there are carrots and lots of Broccoli
( not for me, they give me wind )

and the turkey comes out
( no, not that out )
of the oven
and Tweety says,
hey please wait for me
'cause he's polite you see

where's the gravy gone?
said Sylvester the unlucky Tom
oh
none for you you nawty cat
you ain't having none of that.

funny init
this was going to be a serious piece
about something
and it turned into a frivolous piece
about something else

thank you
Isadore 'Friz' Freleng

Work, rest because one must, and work, unjust or not if you want a *** to **** in you've got to give in to the man.

Play's so passe anyway
who needs joy and fun
when one
can be miserable and glum?

they won't pay for a holiday
so I went on a
'go slow'
the ******* never even
noticed.

It was a normal day
or so they say.

Here we are on the far side
going up the ladder
only to slide down the snake
and getting nowhere.

was it fun for you?

more
there's always more
ask Oliver,

see how Dickens snook in with Slim Pickens looking
for an easy way to say get off the stage or the page.

I need coffee.