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Paranoid

Reality - what it's really like, save paranoid
I'll attempt explaining, why I won't make eye contact
can't look you in thee eye, I'd rather be in a void
some take this as being shy, why complain this or that

I trust no one, I judge no one
Direct questions O' I do shun
eccentric, nah! Just, going it alone
avoid catastrophic disturbances also confusion

Reasoning unsound, why blame peace an order
I'll set, with my back to a wall, for no intrusion
feeling disregard for any direct instruction
to struggle with having a harmless disturbance

visitors, new faces I think they came to spy
my life, an open book, people complain without reason
some are aware, that know me, how hard I try
moving continually, Paranoia will destroy ya, why

why Is there no cure for such behavior
only when I let it get that best of me
truth is- I want to be safe, undisturbed, forever
give in to Paranoia, ill eh? I need to feel I'm free

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Your My Dear Friend

We have been together
treasured joy now for many years
we trust each other with our
emotions, with affection, tears,

Any day when you are sick or hurting
I feel your pain - significant other,
when either-one needs attention
we help one another...

These mutual friendly feelings
for assistance, approval, support
form our tight bonds,
usually never broken

Sharing visions, time together
we respect each other,
regardless of shortcomings
I know you, "I love you anyway"

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Caution - Fireworks

E-Z Glo Punk, Lightning Flash,
TNT Devices will burst, do crash
Southern Night, Piccolo Petes
       are hard to beat...

I like hand held Sparklers, Tanks
 flashing fountains, Solar Flare
 Six to #20 Gold I have to share,
 no incidence, no burns, thanks...

  Whistles blow, fountains glow,
 pop'n sounds, entire sky all aglow
 I love those colors, high an low
  trails eched onto my retina
  inspired me to let ya know

  Now you close both eyes
in pitch dark, what a surprise
  for you to see, right there
 darkness, absolutely  anywhere
beautiful trails of lights in motion
 
"Always read a label of caution"

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Mirror - Mirror On My Wall

This image of me, now so many years later
each year looking, I’ve found some imperfections
Mirror-mirror, why should I ask - my time won't last,
peering into you, gray now, not young only faultiness,

    Years passing, why my image in my mirror
   should have creaked by, each year looking
will my image fade in front of my Looking glass 
I did Love being strong, young, only gray I see

So now seeing time as if it stood still each time,
touching this image onto my glass of memories past
wrongs, rights, scars, life time stories untold all mine
My life has found it's way full circle to gray, at last

         Things I see now in my looking glass,
are all part past, present, future, why I’m handsome
 graceful, I see each year in me, as if with class
so I will leave my mark, "love"  too touch someone

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Grandma Was Dancing

>>>>>>>>>  She was a tappin' to rhythmic tunes...
                                   those Mississippi blues,
                                  step-pin' out, in her sexy...
                                     cowgirl leather boots...
                                        red white & blue...

                           we were a watchin' her a prancin',
                               all through her kitchen, dancin'...
                                 for she was so - hot & sizzlin'...
                             hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

                                    funny curlers too, upon...
                                her head-for a new - Hair dew,
                          she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
                                 in her kitchen dancin' while...
,
                                    her head...still a bobbin' to...
                                       those Mississip-pi blues,
                                       'Pots were a knockin'...
                        Grandma a sipin' & sockin' down all she brews,

                             while that kettle there was whistlin',
                               in har-mo-ny, with them good ol'e...
                                   good ol'e...miss-is-SIP-pi moves,

                                   that floor there, was a bouncin'
                                  holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
                               while Grandma's feet were a stompin',
                            in her new...'New - Cowgirl' - sexy - fancy
                           leather - red, white, & blue Mississip-pi boots 
                                                        (yip pee)

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Lookin' Fer Some Way To Scribe

I set out lookin' fer some way to scribe,
that wer' a different, en catch yarn ear
Well first I'd try, 'ee hollerin' a rhyme,
with all CAPS, this only brought er tear,

This started me a thinkin' too look
elce-where, excep', per'aps this prose
isn't fer me, many have written 'ay book'
I'll need my style, somethin' too share

Sure fer this, they will laugh till they pee,
wouldn't it be a blessin', in this puddle
of tryin', findin' a style suited, right fer me
per'aps I'll be better off, an only doodle

keepin' this in mind, I started, I writ'
writ', en rewrit', like ne're before,
poundin' on my KeyPad, till all fingers,
akein' back, big butt twer'z bone sore,

So, If only I could catch er great line
if it wer' different, silly, too catch one's eye
I'd show 'em, too smile, durin' my life time
attain fame, per'aps, er piece of 'ee pie

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Your Secret Place

Everyone should have a secret place
where everything is so beautiful, you just belong
as peaceful as a day is long, an out of your usual pace,
sounds of nature all about, where birds sing there song,

Meditation replaces frustration, along your happy trail
moving about streams, pine trees as tall as a waterfall
where pine cones grace a foliage landscape  so surreal,
woes are meaningless about green grass, lollypop bushes

A cool spring where skinny dipping hasn’t a sign to obey
trails going every which way, too choose, you can’t lose…
your way, this sunny day, misty spray, a couple out to play,
no weight to bare, deadlines to meet, nor fail too win

time only absent from laughter heard as children frolic there...
in a caressing manner, with her long hair draped about your face,
sounds echo off boulders where water flows by gallons everywhere
yes - your secret place, where good time memories are your true nature

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Halloween City Style

Which - 'Witch' is which :)
 when a Bat doesn't need a ball to fly home,
 can’t tell a Black Kat from a black cat in Rome 
 a wood bat has no wings to hit one homer,
      havin' fun, can't stay home alone
 
   Which Jack Lantern beats a Pumpkin 
 in one’s store hands-down:) a hand crafted,
 one set alone...over any other lit in a window 
             at someone's home, 

   Witch screams from a 'mat' is louder... 
 than a cat, or 'Kat's Tale' when stepped on 
       then asked 'What is the mat-ter' 
                       [Or-One] 

 Witch's hungry howls for a 'Black Kat' 
       thirsty to mugg some new Witch... 
 costumed 'City Kat' on some 'White block', 
   draped in a black cape, on a  black pitch
  night, not Knight, all out of candy hard rock
                        'meow',
 
  Which U hear- Ghostly bats or Witch's HELLO? 
 'WhO' me or BOO; on Fright Night’s city streets, 
     Witch Trick's or treat for pumpkin sweets... 
   which is, also known, in our City as Holloween.

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Why Is Our Sky Blue

We shouldn't be concerned why
      why is this sky so blue 
                        I
            haven't got a clue,
You make me feel uncertain why
    shall I rejoice, in my sorrow
I trusted you, while you let me down
    so now I face tomorrow sadden,
   by our loss of mistrust, so I frown
not to smile, no smile, no smile,
  for I am blue over you, whom blew it,
   say, misery needs company, our sky
                    You,
                  Me Too

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Why Tie That Knot

Some like it hot,
                       some like it cold
                               While…
some p*** on each other, still some smother,
               under a blanket together...

                                 by

                 some strange, fatal plot,
                        they fall in love