Poem -

Thinking Retardation

An Aside

And yet, here I remain

A prince of bad habits

Corner cuttings that breed like rabbits

How can I grow a crop

If these lazy vices I do not stop

At this rate my dreams will hop

Hop hop away

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Tony Taylor

LOL!!....humorous and quite serious all at the same time!!.....Charming stuff my friend!!.....and a Happy Messianic Eucharist to you!! (smiles)......ALL STARS!!......a pleasure dear poet brother!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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al Bikaadi

You got it right Tony.

Feels bro 🤎

SHALOM

HAPPY NEW YEAR
 

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The fish of the sea

No I got a deeper meaning from this one... I feel like things are morphing and transforming in this write with some deeper meaning behind them... Smells like a dream for me but trying to see the source. Oh please give insight here Al Bikaaadi! Peace and smiles to you. Your friend Max

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Pratibha Savani

I like the short write even if I dont know its meaning yet.....im with Max give us insight. Px

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al Bikaadi

LOL... It's just a reminder to myself to be more disciplined and develop consistency in managing the minutaei of life, if I want to acheive the goals I have set for myself. I am a messy person and that slows me down (significantly) at times. 😷🤭

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