R J. Elless Poet Narrative

Slumber of Fuzy's Party

I Drove my Bugatti,
to my Buddy's "G's party.
I didn't know many there,
at my Buddy "G's party.

Poet's day Trader's,
The Movers and Shakers.
Some Star Movie Makers,
The Cruisers and fakers,
Dancer's and Sailor's.
Rock Music Player's,
With "G's" Party favors.
Classic Hip and Arty
One Crazy Party.
I dozed off in My Bugatti.

I drove My Roll's Canardly,
To "Ole" Fuzy's party,
I knew everybody,
at "Ole Fuzy's" party.

Boones Farm in glass,
And some smoking Grass.
Foaming Miller's Frothy.
With Pocket Rocket Poly.
Led Zeppelin to Hollie's,
A classic Hippy Party.
So, Party Hardy. 
And follow Your Dreams
to Your New Bugatti.
Yeah.

A Rolls Canardly.
is a Vehicle that Rolls Down
One Hill, and Can Hardly
Roll up the Next.

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Becky Forbes September 29, 2022 at 1:48 PM Reading your words is like sipping the best elixir. Smooth, easy trip on a playful journey. Delightful! Thank you for sharing your gift!! R J. Elless September 29, 2022 at 2:16 PM You are to kind. thank You for your reply. and comments. That is such a nice thing to say. Stay Creative Howard.