My Fantasy World
My Fantasy World
In my fantasy world only men that are brave
Wearing fig leaves would fan me and feed me crisp green grapes throughout the day.
Hugs and kisses are our legal form of pay,
Every day is Friday,
All fights are played out with figures made of red clay.
The only month that we have is the pleasant month of May.
Each year I get only younger and fewer wrinkles appear on my face on my birthday.
Men ask for directions and invite us women into their man caves every day.
Saying what you think is always okay.
I love you is something special that people always to one another say.
At the end of the day I receive a fresh spring flower bouquet.
Each night I end watching the most beautiful sunset over the moon lit bay.
This is a taste of my fantasy world.
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