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luv guillotine

guillotine
pack a perfume of my love and affection
take along with you
my sense of humor and emotion,
leave behind a bunch of roses,
in the library of time
let all worldly poets view it
from time to time,
as you smile from beyond,
don't ponder
but in wilderness' fiefdom fearlessly wander
then love amongst heavenly,
ethereal
folks squander,
if you have some left up your sleeve
still I wonder...

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Loved

Your works are, in this vein, excellent, I am not sure where you wander sometimes when the words fail to impress.
This is where you sit and let thought become restricted by reason, and the perception of your fellow travellers thoughts..
I think even the great Elf of the "Antipodes" will be pleased with this one lol.
I can see him now with Kookaburra on his cork less hat chasing the flies from his face as he tries to comment on this piece, good to see him back though I shall await his read of this one..
Meanwhile Loved, take care, Yours Ian.T

i love this loved

but i would drop all the 'ands' - just me
love judy

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bombed Judy

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Loved

Your works are, in this vein, excellent, I am not sure where you wander sometimes when the words fail to impress.
This is where you sit and let thought become restricted by reason, and the perception of your fellow travellers thoughts..
I think even the great Elf of the "Antipodes" will be pleased with this one lol.
I can see him now with Kookaburra on his cork less hat chasing the flies from his face as he tries to comment on this piece, good to see him back though I shall await his read of this one..
Meanwhile Loved, take care, Yours Ian.T

Repeat of my original comment lol.

The other evening,
I walked with my young girl friend in the Library of knowledge, there row on row of golden oblongs, end on, glowed and danced, waiting for me to choose.
I told the books in think, that I was just there to see, where upon they settled quietly row on row just glowing their golden essence to me.
My friend who's name you know just sent to me that they always want to give what they have inside to all that go there,
Maybe we should be as they are, and give to all we meet all the good things held within our bindings, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I was visiting a Central library once

a young gal was going around the library
in circles
I volunteered to help her
in case she was struggling for something special
and this is what she said to me.
Sir my mom told me to go around
to a library to see,
how many guys come looking for me,
as they would think,
I'm as knowledgeable
as the librarian
and would propose to marry me
Sir will you now help me?
What to marry thee!

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