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I saw some flower shots pushing up through the snow
and I realized
that Swedish seasons play poker with mother Nature
about who gets to be in charge
So with the snow covering still green plants
and new-born ones pushing through the white cold
I'm sure
that Winter is the best one at bluffing
And I'm sure the only thing they have to bet
is months, weeks, days
and clothes.
and mother Nature is since long
in just her underwear.
Winter sits there in his coat
Summer didn't really start out clothed
Autumn wears too little and too much at the same time
just to stay in style
and no one's seen Spring since the last hand.
Although mother Nature's been losing since the night began
they never try to push her out
She goes and gets Spring
who's wearing mascara stains down her face
and goosebumps on her skin
Because if mother Nature truly lost
it'd be such a sausage-fest
even if Spring has tits
oh yes, Winter snickers
"she is budding, that's for sure."
and I realized
that Swedish seasons play poker with mother Nature
about who gets to be in charge
So with the snow covering still green plants
and new-born ones pushing through the white cold
I'm sure
that Winter is the best one at bluffing
And I'm sure the only thing they have to bet
is months, weeks, days
and clothes.
and mother Nature is since long
in just her underwear.
Winter sits there in his coat
Summer didn't really start out clothed
Autumn wears too little and too much at the same time
just to stay in style
and no one's seen Spring since the last hand.
Although mother Nature's been losing since the night began
they never try to push her out
She goes and gets Spring
who's wearing mascara stains down her face
and goosebumps on her skin
Because if mother Nature truly lost
it'd be such a sausage-fest
even if Spring has tits
oh yes, Winter snickers
"she is budding, that's for sure."
Literature
Sweet Mystery
Sweet Mystery
There is a look in her eyes,
That I can't describe...
All her feelings...
She so skillfully hides
She's a little mystery
She is someone,
That refuses to change
Thoughts of her...
Fill all of my days!
My sweet mystery,
My sweet Mystery!
She's taking over my dreams!
My sweet mystery,
My sweet Mystery!
She is the loveliest creature...
That I have ever seen...
She is collecting all the hearts,
And breaking them, one by one...
And I don't think she really cares,
About all the things she's done
She's a little mystery
When I'm around her,
I can't keep my thoughts straight...
I've got to know who she is,
Before
Literature
Relearning
It's been years since I've tasted velocity Such a nostalgically frightening feeling Off to the end of the vacant street Pretty damn nervous, but knowing that It's absolutely necessary Speeding up, slowing down, going straight A smooth cruise until I decided to test the Length of my leprechaun legs Down I went, along with the mountain of metal A faint chuckle left my mouth once my back and The dirt became ephemeral friends Wholesome blunder Safe trip back Strange pondering throughout the day Looks like I'm gonna have to do some relearning...
Literature
Second Use Dreams (NaPoWriMo Day 10)
Peddling used daydreams In an underground flea market "What'll you have there, young man?" Flicking off a bit of pocket lint And a smear of what I hope Is Carmex "Just looking today," he says "Well, don't get too close If'n you ain't gonna buy nuthin… They'll lose all their Po-tence-ee that way, ya see?" Fiddling in his pocket, Can hear the sound of coins Sweet, sweet music. "Lemme get ya in on a little secret, kid" The jets roar in the world above, Shaking dust down through the floorboards. Leathered hands sneak A soft, warm summer's night out From under the tattered seller's blanket. Holding it out reverently, he whispered, "This one here? She's new. Never been dreamt. Shiny." The young man's eyes glazed over In childish wonder And the shuffling in his pocket Intensified. When his voice came out It was the croak of giddiness. "How…how much?" The leathered hand lifted two fingers slowly. "Two geld, me boy. For a priceless gem. A thought no one has
I think we'll see more of these characters soon enough.
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