As trees serve their fruits
Relying on their tape roots
To those charming shoots
Whose most adventurous routes
Teachers make exquisite beauts
18 September 2022
I never thought of it for sure
As you made it sure
But one thing left out
And I don't know how it about
Even though
Search it to toe
I can't find it
On how I let you in mine mind
How I got your tind
And let u to mind
For thinking of you I don't mind
First when I saw u I turned loopy
Not booby
But bootilicious
Yours love so precious
Your voice when I heard
I turned off the contempts I had
But no just a moment baby
Think of it hubby.
For u are always in mine mind
For to loose u iwill mind
Yes I love you bt some with doubts
How do u manage with your beauts
To penetrate to me
But its OK
I will keep the promise mei
Cos I do remember
The way u hold me close grub and close
Soo close
I too do it to make our love kept
Mmmmhu when we meet
I do feel it to my feet
For am tied in yours hands
For their are my graves
For your love make me have craves.
By Otieno Elvis Gikoi
From stiletto heels to flashy coiffures
whether in braids, crochets or something new
They never ceased to shimmer in view
and there, there, these beauts I see...
Three dames and a half
all beautiful and plum
But the half,
has a way with the heart
With rosy cheeks the red
of cherry bubble gum
She upturns every frown
and splits tears apart
And if you stare gently
and also listen close
Then luckily you will
lose yourself in her smiling gaze
...And all your troubles too.
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Inspired by: Little Magneta
& the Cuddly One too
There was a venerable little lady by the name of Carrie Nation,
Who crossed the country wielding an axe creating consternation!
Her mission was to ban demon rum from sea to shining sea,
By busting bottles, barrels and kegs on her daring and righteous spree!
Her disciples, no raving beauts chanted: "Lips that touch liquor shall not touch ours!"
Eliciting a reponse from the guys: "Boys! Bring on the beer and whiskey sours!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Give to me sweet gentle mist.
Thoughts complete my world turbot.
Of peace whisper peer cool fist
their voices music cords cane doe.
Unspoiled world pound stepsister.
To the children who spoiler
the most where ditch prankster.
And death elope they oilier
in the graveside bolier.
Wickedness poignant thoughts pomp
over magical tole.
Ride to hide in apses pomp
billow clouds angels clutch coal.
On fear diversification
inevitability
aulthood precipitation
beauts comparability.
Most Children of war are the objects of pranks and hatred of men. The beauty of {beauts}
life is to grow well, safe, and strong but for war torn countries this is not the case.