Or maybe speech comes in spoons,
Or maybe yet again speaking in butter knives,
Singing as such would be to croon,
Read this poem and join the club of loons…J
Yes I said what I said and will stand by it,
Love do I as do you I imagine cartoons,
Specifically I must admit I do love loonytoons,
Also I have been known to enjoy big fat full moons…J
What do I mean herein to say,
Speaking I am still but now like baboons,
Must have come from all the booze in saloons,
Or maybe, just maybe it has something to do,
With all the "trips" I did take to and from communes…J
© ed ~ 9/9/06
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ANd with a forked tongue I did tell them what I thought of the TAXI industry and drivers of sorts....my GOD nothing loony about that...the closest I got to the tunes was the DISCO tunes that makes those TAXI"s hop along on FULL UBROADWORTHY speed controls!!
Tinka standing for "President of the Forked Tongue League" :)
Love Tinka
Ron
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel
It sounds like a bit of oxygen deprivation, take a good mocha and have a long sleep..
You will be as right as rain in no time...LOL
Peter
I think I'm already a member.
Take care,
Sherry
Ed I think you are suffering
from Driver's white line fever .....LOL
Call in sick
Remedy = A few days off
Relaxation, In Atlantic City.
Peace Brother
William
"speaking in Forked Tongues"
heehee~I enjoy reading your work
Never know what it be
But it is sure to bring a smile and a
giggle!
Thank you,
Gwendolyn