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Jacky the Blue Dreamer

Jack-y Jack-y Ohhhh Ms Jacky how you court your life’s only lover Huff and puff and contort, the smoke of your Newfound Newport (Long not short) Lazily lacking worldly desires If I had your sense of humour Maybe I'd too sling new places With every shot of tobacco, being Flung into faraway lands, filled gilded glands That aren’t quite backed enough of a bite sfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfsfs…….pfhooooooooooooooo Toboggan the whole noggin when its Packed to the brim, the nicotine Porcelain eyes for your vaporent dreams Oh Ms. Jacky, you technicolor dreamer Wielding blue eyed sheen, portentously protruding Ra’s gleam So alas, it seems You spark up another laugh or two Smoke rising up my face, the habitual ritual in its proper place Mercurial Smile, behind eyes unknown A hidden grace Solitarily confined in a Surreptitious Space, far out man My menial mind is amazed at how your’s a haze You aren’t here anymore But Who really is We are all Ms. Jacky deep within

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Date: 11/28/2020 7:52:00 PM
I like it. I especially like the phrase technicolor dreamer and how it feels like a song. Wonderful, Dorian.
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