enjoy this day whether completing a ordinary task such as pitching hay searching for a needle, or quietly in bed ye lay whence yar imagination doth play imagining whatever fantasy mental efforts wish to stay teasing with idealism b4 the illusory vision fades away. puzzlement might find an urge 2 flee but please, i intend no harm boot feel glee because u r so beautiful 2 me and as appreciate she two poems for u to see. noah mutter how hard i tried me late mum would not abort this lump of organic matter born 9 after parents lied down ta getter, a shot gun wedding up held in court filled with kangaroos and pigs that flied presaging an offal birth from vaginal portcullis fort which chap did man age 2 snag one frank kin stein bride. 1. NO UNIVERSAL REASON NOR RHYME ™ Rudimentary elements extant across vast and near infinite universe comprise the essence of cosmological clime Which set in motion akin to a powerful chemical chain reaction the rubric called the continuum of space-time Quantum Physics introduced revolutionary notions to comprehend complexity constituting such intergalactic grease and grime Science fiction theories formerly found in the rich imagination and also stores called five and dime These far fetched hypothesis no longer like a bitter bill to swallow synonymous with awful tasting medicine, which leave an aftertaste of lime Whereby credence undermined not just within scientific community but a source of rich material within milieu called mime Now accepted as gospel due in part to Homo Sapiens mental acuity debunking mythological paradigm in the trash bin of history their genius replacing utmost breadth, height, length, width and prime Mortal man now left reeling with profound mysterious and jaw dropping surprise at birth and subsequent death (a mind numbing millenniums in the future) Comprising not only our universe, but also presence of parallel yet unreachable cosmic collections inducing a poor attempt to make words rhyme. 2. Poetry back in vogue ™ one need not be cosmopolitan nor urbane but just a common and simple fellow whom this bumpkin t’would never be called vain doing his level best to ride the gravy train voicing sentiments in league like an ordinary swain recounting how those forebears occupied a royal reign composing this, that or the other anonymous quatrain perhaps even adorning an irish pen name like o’shane just one humble poet whose verse one might call plain reaching to win the heart of this paramour in the main imagining to take an idyllic stroll along lover’s lane while small talk might chance to spur a discussion per the merits of citizen kane with him a common joe holding hands with his jane feeling worry and carefree while twirling his cane.
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