Let's have a lawn filled with crocus and scillia
the colors will poke out of the brown lawn
like an impressionist painting
Let's grow fruit trees
and bake pies and make jellies
Lost within my familiar room
I walk past while looking for you
I know and touch but can't think or feel
I want, I need and reject both appeals
I'm here where I want to be
And I want to go
She wanted to be the First
Madam La Presidente
Four years ago but was bested
by Sarkozy Nick ---
but today Sarkozy's out
- the electorate has given a Kick ...
Life is a Cruel Bitch !
Life as Glassby
All contents © Copyright 1998-2012. Literotica is a trademark. No part may be reproduced in any form without explicit written permission.