Stolen from lips
Belonging to other
Of landscaped gardens.
I like this, Erica.
Why isn’t it dandy that I put it on here then? 🙂 thank you Andy!
It is very Dandy, said Andy.
(You didn’t know I was a poet did you?) 🙂
Poet I knew, that you could rhyme a few, simple words by Andy, have you met your Sandy?
I haven’t met my Sandy, she is proving quite elusive, good thing, because the whisky, makes her quite abusive.
Oh dear, an advise, calm down on the liquor and I’m sure your relationship will spice 🙂
The beer is put aside, and I have found my bride, but the future looks quite murky, while she goes through cold turkey.
Congratulations on your finding, an end to all the fighting, grant you happiness, and a fridge full of hot mess.
Or, more like in the freezer. I’m that kind of geezer 🙂
This is becoming a never ending story, tis time for me to enjoy some Sunday glory.
Okay, I will say my goodbyes. The Rosebud waves, the Jackdaw cries.
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