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A smoke filled room,
an open bar.
Where in the World
did I park my car?

A vision of beauty came walking this way.
I didn't know her and so I did stay.
She came by my table, as if to say
Something to me, then turned and walked away.

If taking one pill is good,
I'll take two or three.
What's the worst thing to happen?
There would be no more me.

Across the bluest of Oceans,
toward a pinkish sunrise,
are adventures, most certain.
Seeing the look in your eyes,
brings me back to my childhood,
for there I can surmise,
the places of the World
which we cut down to size.

Bangers and mash,
some Shepherds pie,
taste good to me
and so I'll try,
a pint of beer,
while evening is nigh,
it will soon disappear,
as will I.

Blind obedience to what is said,
if you listen to all his lies
most of us will be dead.
What kind of man, in our town
whose lies, every day are so profound.
Put on your suit, you ridiculous clown.

I have long ago wondered,
of when I succumb,
it would be the result
of something, stupid or dumb.

My hand is aching.
So is my thumb.
Writing with Arthritis
Has to be dumb.

I'm writing now, in a small book.
Perhaps I need to have a look
at a larger version, within to write.
Sound logical or am I being trite?

Shouldn't the word Crow
be pronounce like now,
or even like the word how?
Why is it pronounced like know
or like a bow
that is worn in your hair,
or in respect you would bow.
The usage of words like tow
instead of words like wow.

My mind has chosen to wander,
a distant path towards
the corner of
nooks and crannies.
Dislodging memories,
stuck in my head.
Memories of many occurrences
I thought were dead.
Capture them now, don't wait
using ink and pen,
for if not on paper;
they will end.
These sensitive thoughts you find,
not "Let's Pretend."
Pretend you are a Pirate with
a big sword
and you're at sea, aboard ship,
of your own.
When you come across, a Merchant
Ship of Trade.
You soon will board this ship
and capture the flag,
all booty and treasures
will be yours.

When we were young
we danced until dawn.
Now when we dance,
we begin to yawn,
as our aged bodies said;
time for us to go to bed.