That is cauchy3
That is Cauchy3.What a lucky one is me. I transport by luxury vehicles swifter than monkeys. But the queues for passengers are always in meters. Sacks and sacks of small feathers are to balance the weights of my goods.
The bank tellers always give me little gifts or meals when I loaned.
The focus if the bank's cameras are me for monitoring.
Each sheet of my money is always as valuable as some thing stamp by its means.
The sacks reach the grounds at the sane times as heavy gold bricks.
The printings on my credit cards are colorful but misshaped.
Delicious hamburgers are my regiments.
My television set warm me in winters.
My judo uniform is totally white for years after commence. There are may be belts inter.
Cathode ray tube is more important than twenty and twenty visions.
Snows on TV set make me hate to be a worshipper.
I graft the servant in the public wash rooms by tips when I washed.
I am groomed when I stand beside their hall managers.
My weak eyes are sharper than my watches.
My dog feels me like a man.
Sounds of my air-conditioner make me far away from others commotions.
Gods give me my dog.
I rent a room so large that is counting thousand feet in three all dimensions.
My house is furnished with all cheap antiques.
Every one speak to me arouse my attentions.
The most elegant attics are my portico that has nobody's bouquets.
All others are my child made by earlier techniques.
Love successes are as adult books. Laws successes are as hoopla on swingers.
Yellow papers take the short notes of Yama. Blue Jeans have white yolks.
Body trained by straight body yoga.
Bacteria doped on harmful yogurts.
All are a world to success like many bubbles of pudding.
Player of table nets is with one buck racket only.
--------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--------
Poetry by cheung shun sang
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Written on 2006-08-24 at 16:14
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