Long Rine Poems
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Read my words on a page and share my time
See my pictures but dont cross the line
Learn what I like and where I go
This is who I am enjoy the show
Listen to my music and hear my voice
Be my friend forever its your choice
Pick an event and I will see you their
I post my heart so you can sit and stare
Family and friends get touched from a far
The loneliest of souls can become a star
A link to myself is only a touch away
Will you believe in me and see what I have to say
Follow me to a place from your hand
See the real me and forever understand
My beliefs and values are there forever to score
Find me in the clouds and open my hearts door
Santa came down with a horrible cold.
Had to interview everyone – young and old.
Elves finally chose a frog big and bold
Whose steed was a hen from Farmer Mold.
What about a sleigh? Asked many of us.
This issue was foremost, we did discuss.
How can a frog do it? We asked elf named Gus.
Your complaining makes you a whiny cuss.
But a chicken? How can that be his steed?
Gus gave us an evil eye and smoked his weed.
He did not care who did it indeed.
As long as he could sit in his winter tweed.
Weirdly enough, the frog and hen did fine.
So, I stopped my grousing, no longer a whine.
They stopped for cookies, ate the orange rine.
It was fun to see them arrive in plenty of time.
The shame was relished
when met with wanting eyes
How I longed to be held
and open up for sexting blighs
When every thought I had to have was..
trust for shaming eyes
When ever trust I knew to see
was faith for moving thighs
When all at once a voice would say
don't move for what comes by
When at that time were fates what made
more safe come back for time
As at that light was one response
more plates come back to dine
When in that Hell more words go by
than sakes claw back on line
When everywhere each person's reach
brocks back for each to rine
Is everywhere each hopes the least
tore out from beast oblign
And every hope
all lost to man
unqueath
you'll cost to clan
When every time you waited for
was blessed more plate to find
When every fall where plate could tyne
was placed on death for kind
And calling all who feel the shame
to come down to the pain
When even love's past half that mind
And most flee post-bast bain