Friday, July 26, 2013

THOSE BIG EYES

those great big beautiful
vulnerable blue eyes

she look  through me
she sees all my

deceit and lies
she has doomed me

with those beautiful
big blue eyes

and i shall suffer
shall pay dearly

for all  my 
deceit and lies

but she won't allow
that i cry


The past does not repeat itself, but it rhymes.

Mark Twain



There's many a man has more hair than wit.

William Shakespeare 




Scientists say the higher your I.Q. the more you dream.
(Well, that explains why I don't dream!)






2 comments:

  1. Are you feeling suitably guilty?
    The poem sounds like you are.

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  2. Well, I've been suitably spanked, so....Thanks, Friko.

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