Babble.
Yackety-Yak…Giggle.
Babble.
Yackety-Yak…Giggle;
NonStop,
ChatterBox
Of
CareFree Effervescence,
Whimsically Free Floating Along
Every Note of Your Concert--
Your Life’s Song.
Candy Apple Sweet--
The Soul…
Awaits Its Treat
Of Which Bright Eyes Hunger--
Honey of the Dawning of Days,
Your High Spirits Wouldn’t Have it Any Other Way…
To Taste the Goodness of Life’s Bounty of Pleasures,
As
In Every Moment You Seek Hidden Yet Obvious Delectable Treasures.
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Glimpses Of Forgotten Souls
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