Poem -
Calendar Tripping
Bugs buzz dancing on my head...
Why ain't they all dead?
(This being December and all)
Why am I sweating so profusely
as the heat has been turned off
and I can see my breath?
(This being December and all)Â
My life is truly rolling too disjointed...
Events flowing totally out of season...
I really need a shot of egg nog
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Hey STEVE!!.....thanx for making me smile brother.....as per usual you made me laugh out loud!!.....(This being December and all) .....Lol!!.....anyway, I tried to leave you Stars but it's not working properly (again).....Don't know why it does that!!......ALL STARS!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo : )
Thanks Tony.. Since I have been advised by reliable sources that we are now in January and a fresh new year(2021) this poem as outdated as I am... Stars or no stars, the smile is always the thing :)Â
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