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There it goes, back into the tree.
I am sure something is watching me.
There is motion; once more I see,
A little Humming Bird coming to me.
I'm standing by Salvia, "Hot Lips" the name,
And the Humming Bird is coming; eating is his game.

Words now appear
in a great bunch.
Follow me now,
as I have a hunch,
that Fall arrives,
as it always will do,
perhaps there will be
a Big Surprise for you.

For all that you see,
during this long, dark night.
Save your opinion until
dawns early light.
No one cares about you.
Get that part straight.
Keep your thoughts to yourself
and please don't pontificate.

Standing here.
Getting dizzy.
What the heck
Is a "Tin Lizzy?"
The first Model T,
Owned by Mr. Ford.
Oh, now I see.

There is no law.
There is no rule.
There is nothing like
being an Old Fool.

Affairs of the heart,
breaks not the rule,
when falling in love,
like an Old Fool.

There is no future here,
it's plain to see,
just a friendly relationship,
with a Fool like me.

What do you do,
when that does appear?
Keep your friendship,
while holding it dear.

A long green dress,
blue eyes with lash,
wrapped up with
a purple sash.
Quite a sight,
for these old eyes.
With looks like this
she'd win a prize.

At first it was,
Three steps forward, one step back.
Now it is
Three steps forward, two steps back.
If this ritual changes
It will soon be,
Three steps forward, three steps back
or standing in place, if you keep track.

Oh Lord
Help me see,
This path I'm on
To insanity.

Tell me a story
about something good
and of the enjoyment
in this fantasy land.
A story of love,
fun and fancy free.
A land of chocolate
with sweet honey bee,
where candy flowers
adorn bush and tree.
Visitors are welcome
as friends, seen before.
Make sure you remove
your shoes at the door.
Take a small basket.
Fill it with a sweet,
for the flowers and plants
are chocolate's to eat.

A Dragon, lies beneath the trees.
Hidden now, within the dry leaves.
If you listen carefully
you may hear him sneeze.
Waiting for evenings night fall.
He learned how? I don't recall.
Being the last of his kind,
he hides so you can not find,
where he is surviving the day,
or he may flee and fly away.

Do you
croon a tune,
in the month
of June?
For me
I went on
my honeymoon.
A simple line,
a single prayer,
is what I like
with no despair
involved in
this long life
of mine,
where souls of men
become entwined
to solve the ills
of this World
and make peace.

POTUS Trump
The only one I know
who could mess up
a one car funeral.