holidays
a well earned holiday is somewhere,
maybe with water, to create a splash.
a dessert with sand, riding a camel under your command.
maybe a beach resort or a spa,
or whatever floats your boat, maybe your a grandma.
however old you are, a holiday can make you feel young.
i went to nairobi and a giraffe kissed me with its tongue.
arizona tomorrow, riding horses.
what such fun,
at a ranch where i belong, picking up horse dung.
not falling off breaking my back,
when going on a hack.
no cactus in my way which causes some pain,
maybe im lame.
but hey im just playing the game.
Poetry by coby dick 4 life
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Written on 2008-06-05 at 19:19
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A Holiday
a holiday seems nothing to those with casha well earned holiday is somewhere,
maybe with water, to create a splash.
a dessert with sand, riding a camel under your command.
maybe a beach resort or a spa,
or whatever floats your boat, maybe your a grandma.
however old you are, a holiday can make you feel young.
i went to nairobi and a giraffe kissed me with its tongue.
arizona tomorrow, riding horses.
what such fun,
at a ranch where i belong, picking up horse dung.
not falling off breaking my back,
when going on a hack.
no cactus in my way which causes some pain,
maybe im lame.
but hey im just playing the game.
Poetry by coby dick 4 life
Read 647 times
Written on 2008-06-05 at 19:19
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