Allan Terry Poet Burlesque

Quazzies Solo Suffa

Who's words whisper
that mornings might find us together
simple things to create a realness
who invented love
to sell it's worth beyond need
to see pass the newing beyond the
expectation
to be in the greatest of beleiving
and unchanged if questioned
might the folies of those divisive folk
never undermine our togetherness
that we shall be as one together
in love

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Allan Terry May 21, 2018 at 12:11 PM Sweet sounds of good ole fashion funk, or should I say Phunk, pea, h, oh inn kay, which ever way you say it just say it right,! Don't stop dancing til the music stop's!

Allan Terry May 21, 2018 at 12:08 PM It's better sometime better then the other's, I get the job done, it often satisfy's.