It’s a little past one o’clock in the morning, and we are coming home after a nice walk on Ocean Drive, when we hear faint squealing. Right outside the police department, across the street from our house, stands a tall, young, Latin-looking policeman, holding something so small, it can’t even be seen. Lost in his…
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“Yellow,
flower power!”
The Yellow Flower Gang
We are a gang, made of material tough
But we never, have to play it rough
You may hear us say some odd stuff
We may have to say, ‘that’s enough’
But never out of spite but out of love
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“We’ll take the cake with the red cherry on top”
Navjot Singh Sidhu
Sweet Cherries of Mine
Sweet and juicy
Red delicious beauties
The taste quite fruity
Mix them in a smoothie
Enjoy them in a jacuzzi
While listening to Debussy
Soon you get quite loosy
Because of the sugary boozy
Dance like a looney
And enjoying yourself truly
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“No one saves us but ourselves.
No one can and no one may.
We ourselves must walk the path”
Buddha
Secret Path
Find the secret path way
Through this world of grey
Where ever it may lay
All you need to do, is play
It may have been hidden
In plain sight
But if the bug, had already bitten
The adventure, already taken flight
With a backpack packed
Nothing will you lack
Make the coloured brick road
Your only goal
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“All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites”
Marc Chagall
Opposites
The other
Of a bluish colour
The other
Not at all duller
Opposites
In so many ways
Positives
You want to embrace
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“On top of the world, or in the depths of despair”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
On Top of the World… or at least the Tree!
Swinging, from the tree top
Wearing, a nice new smock
But forgot my other sock
Listening, to some hard rock
Above, all the birds flock
Trying on the branches dock
But, any attempts, off I will knock
For this tree, is my magic block
If you try to make a pit stop
Here, on my claimed tree top
Then be prepared, for a shock
I will punch you out, on the clock
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