‘babes you need UV protection’
from top to tail and midsection
‘I’m African don’t be daft’
quite insulted she laughed
a masterpiece of self deception
but the tan worshipper in Cape Town
decided her skin must get more brown
took a book to sun
but it was ’Shantaram’
now she got blisters and a burnt frown
the sequel is called ‘Mountain Shadow’
900 pages to become quite aglow
thought she reflected her lesson
from scripted obsession
and consumed part two in the snow
she became frosted in flakes and purblind
‘babes some advice if you don’t mind’
the book has dangerous thickness
and then there is altitude sickness
Mount Kilimanjaro can be unkind
now she reads reclined in the boudoir
fact fiction fantasy and mysterious lore
Hawaiian tropic neath pajamas on cutis
sun shades and bedsores on gluteus
and wonders what else reading has in store
should she try with fins snorkel and mask
but corals sting and sharks have a blast
a most unappealing notion
why not apply sun lotion
and make misconception a thing of the past
14th June 2020
a true story and part of the family legend
The Lord command a little
Higher degree of conscious
In us
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To heed the word insistently
And Amen to the Cross
To service his need
What ever the cost
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To live for-ever
To receive everlasting life
Forbidding stench and strief
Ths is a gift from Jesus
He paid the price
To profess the word
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Enter into a covenant
To bless a new land
With a new government
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The land of a new government
The government of the Lord
The land for which We stand
This is the way is was ordained
From the start
GF
sunglasses protect deep green eyes
an Aer Lingus cap protects a fair, Irish nose
SPF 50, slathered generously, protects my skin
from the sun’s bright, harmful rays
my heart, protected by the strong bones of the chest wall,
layers of dermis, and by my swimsuit top
blisters with a third degree burn
(This is a fictional poem)
When I syphoned some gas out of my brother's car, part of it went on my shirt.
He set me on fire with his lighter and it really hurt.
The gas on my shirt made me light up like a Christmas tree.
If you look up the word pain in the dictionary, you'll see a picture of me.
My brother is losing patience and he keeps getting meaner.
I have third degree burns all over myself, even on my wiener.
I have some advice that will save your ___.
Never steal any of my brother's gas.