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Sometimes it's great,
to write from the shallows.
Not to pontificate about,
thoughts in short swallows.

I'm telling a story in words
really quite bland,
for the depth of my words,,
from a mindless, shallow man.

You are my friend,
my sweet Nancy May.
I'll love you forever,
forever and a day.

We shall get married,
going on our way,
to a small house,
not far away.

We will be happy,
as man and wife,
as we live our lives,
without any strife.

What must I do,
helping you understand,
you are the best thing
to happen, so grand.

No more the worry,
no more crying in bed,
because of something
stupid, I said.

I love you dearly,
truly I do,
for all to see.
I love you.

When much younger,
I traveled, returning home
on a Friday after talking to
employes for the prior days.

When telling a story,
the subject should be grand,
with a great amount of data,
which I hope you understand.

If I will ever,
find love again,
or will this be
the end of this old man?

I'm seeking companionship,
and know not where to find,
someone to talk to,
about life and who's kind.

No more the battles
about nothing at all.
I just need someone,
to love, someone to call.

Absurdity, at its finest,
has brought me this far.
A long distance to walk,
when you don't own a car.

Will you understand,
will you even care,
when going through life,
completely unaware.

Unaware of life,
projected today,
full of false promises.
Don't promise to stay.

Go away someplace,
unknown to anyone,
enjoying your life,
when it is no longer fun.

If a question
is raised,
should you
be appraised,

no matter the infraction,
asked of you,
provide a reason for
your point of view?

A void, a blank exists,
in the front of my head.
No longer a thought,
now just a thread,

to a life clear,
of something I said.
Can you please help me,
is what should be read.

Life's incredulous tragedies,
is there instead.
Please go away,
ignore what I said.

A single female,
had the most delectable lip,
made my new adventure,
a reasonable trip.

Was it wrong,
to fall in love with you?
It depends on asking,
about what to do.

I pray you were
able to sleep,
for you're who I adore.
I want our friendship to keep.

Does it make any sense,
to write about scents,
when you are thinking
about cents?

Since it's hard to explain,
or make any sense,
when you speak about
words, considered to be nonsense.