The cliff juts high, it towers over water
Its head is dyed with silver-green and orange grass
I got the camera eye of watching walker
To reach the future that next second turns to past
I like to see the strangers who can’t see me
I sniff the scent of lavender and clover
I’m envying the trees and bumblebees
That buzz around, and when the walk is over
I switch to you, to see your smile again
To hear your words, if you may share some news
But fortunately, everything’s the same
As yesterday, and all those days we used..
with less words
risen are the river's current
melody in minnow's swimming
hollow that's able to hallow
climax of a cliche film
xerophile for desert's scene
Fortunately, this family friendly function,
finds me festive and not feisty in my fifties.
Forgive me if I am not the first
and you may have figured out,
that the fact-finding letter "F"
is my favorite letter
of the alphabet.
There are three thousand words
that start with the letter "F"
to which one hundred and ninety-one
are four letter words.
And like most of us,
coming from a foul mouth family,
I'm pretty sure we used
every one of them.
Now this is not football,
you must be full of fiber and feces
if you think I'm going to fumble.
Now! When it comes to women.
My fantastic fantasies and fascination
of the fine figures of the female form.
My favorite fun-loving fiancée
who I met at a Fountain?
was the final finish of a fetish.
Where I use to
find'em fix'em and forget'em.
This night is not too lonely,
this is the only life that is our.
The moon is not so lonely,
This world is as lonely as our.
How to speak now,
When not with a companion living.
There will be something to do with crying.
It's probably now that luck is ours.
Fortunately
I’ve been to
a few more funerals
since I turned sixty.
Fortunately, none
of them have been mine.
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