02 May 2011

Poetry and no beverage.

What if the songbirds,
Only sing when convenient?
No magic in songs.

What if the French cook,
Only cook in formulas?
No magic in soups.

What if the sailors,
Only sail onto calm seas?
No magic in ships.

What if the lovers,
Only kiss for the pictures?
No magic inside.

-Pete --

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