Imagine being on a boat with Lord Byron and Canassova.(Talk amongst yourselves)(Jump!)

It runs deep most times.

…………Humor.

Naught else.

( I love to laugh at the

odd passing ………………squirrels! ( Enough about the damn squirrels!!) (UP))

I’m like a butterfly

You can tell when I’m in bed with the Bard!

............What a sweet talker.

Proximity of imagination gives slim passage for ease with others…sometimes

Maybe it’s brief

Words can offer an uncomfortable

Respite…sometimes

Looking for a …the rhythm.

Will you cast off

Tell me when we’re off.

Ah my friends be careful with inspiration,

She’s a strange ride

You cannot treat her like a beaten

wife when she stands; proud bosoms',next to your shallow chest.

She will laugh

And we will see what runs deep …….. inspiration.

"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one (wo)man in her/his time plays many parts."

William Shakespeare.

PSSSS To my beloved followers.... The bitch shows up when she wants!!!!!!!