Loving my solitude whenever it be
With no one around buzzing like a bee
No pretence, no words of politeness, a time I feel free
People, a boredom since I wonder how to please
So I seek my solitude when and where it is
Every single day with every beat of my heart
I look for something I know not what
Seeking a miracle to happen if might,
bring into my heart a light
Or a day wonderfully bright
Or a wind blowing me to a place out of sight
There would be no worries left, no evil to fight
what's on my mind I can’t put into words right
Here I am clad in white,
waiting for the miracle to pour into my heart the light.
A Hairy Tale (Limerick)
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I went gray at a premature age,But embraced it and hoped to look sage.For a
lawyer sans penisBack then? Mars v. Venus!Young, female, and short — NOT
the rage!
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