pour

drink monsterdrink monster Posts: 4
edited August 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I hate the weather man
He ruins my rainy days
With speak of blue skies
And sunshine
With faceless clouds
Sans misty grey

So what's one more
If it masks this sunny day
How bout a couple more
Make this bright memory
Fade to grey (away)

Listen to the rain come singing again
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  • ISNISN Posts: 1,700
    there's a lake in a valley in Wales
    which is bottomless....
    Wales is a beautiful country

    the place in Italy where they make chianti
    has turned into a shanty-town
    cos they can't grow the grapes

    Oporto has been very sunny recently
    I buy Barossa wine....always!!!!!
    I bought two for the price of one
    and talked to Scott...who's moving to Sylvania

    they said he's your man for a crisis....
    never blinks....always calm
    he jus looks like Scott to me....
    (don't get too close to the people in Coles!!!!!)
    unflappable....that's Scott
    (I remember him nearly falling over trying
    to describe how to make vodka popsicles
    to a girl with large cleavage....
    he was definitely flapping....
    he grew twice his size....
    Scott's pretty strange for a normal guy.....)

    cheers....or as they say in Spain.....slainte
    ....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
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