Short Susanna Poems

a woman lived in a tippy toppy world.
went by the plain name of old Gerald.
her husband's name was Hannah,
and had a son called Susanna.

she would butter her jam,
and eat her toast with grainy sand.
she put her knickers on her toes,
and wore her shoes on her nose.

everyone walked on their hands,
upon the tippy toppy lands,
a place where the sky was colour of red,
and the trees were made from cornbread.
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Mark 
Creative, artistic, musical, analytical
Brother of Michael and Susanna; son of Fred and Marlyn
Lover of Nelly (Bourieau) H., science fiction novels and films, private serenity 
Who feels respect for God and humanity, love for nature, worry for the Earth’s future 
Who fears mediocrity, retirement, economic collapse leading to a popular insurrection
Who would like to see successful sons, grandchildren, his songs produced/recorded 
Marina, California (for the moment) 
Halliday...

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It's a joy to let go.
To stop being perfect, such agony.
More glory,  in just being me.
To let it be OK, to not be top banana.
There's no Oscar win~ and then...
Simply end up looking old and worse..
Than Quasimodo's sister, Susanna!
Serenity has magic cosmetics of its own.
Peace in your heart, no need to be bold.
Loving others, more than yourself.
Give up trying to impress,comment more!
Quit looking for praise.
These contents  of my lazy day.



June  28, 2020
  8p.m. PST...

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