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Creatively I saw things, create and say things, sometimes silly things, the silly things that make me smile. I wonder how my pal, we shall, we did..that’s how, this one is new & now:

I’m in a mood to create things, in a mood to create things..I’m a nerd with some words like ------>COW.

Moo-Moo..who know, so shook &  I do and I can, will the lady have .2. Two is the magic number, 1 + 1 is 2, 2 – 1 is 1, if 1 and 1 looks better as 2 then why is 1 always trying to take away from 2?    -1is what you’d be, –1 is what you see, –1 is who’ll be, –1 with no 1 to share 3 of the things on your mind…What makes 1 different from 1? Can 1 be better than 1? If you put 1 by 1 and compared 1? Would that 11 look like 11 which is 10 - -1, even though I meant 1 x 1, which looks like 1 x 1 which is = to 1, but is not the 1 by 1 that I asked you to compare…Kinda like .2. equals 2 and 2.’s, .2. connects 2 and 2 .’s, .2. use’s 2 and 2 .’s, .2. is kinda sorta but really not like .2dot, except .2dot does not use 2 .‘s and a 2, .2dot uses a . and a 2 then the word dot after 2, using . and dot as a character and a word…

 

There’s no 23 out here, 23 ’s out there, 23 come here, 23 I want to share…23 it was me, 23 23 can’t you see? I let you win, now  23 please be a man, lick your wounds & understand that to me you are a friend, and as a friend I’m telling you friend – boy shorts I love ‘em and want some more of them when I can, boy shorts are so in.2.&.2.on my mind…what a picture, mmmm..a picture, seems a picture is in full view in my mind, mind sharing my minds’ picture, let’s make one great picture, an image I’ll store in my mind…that as fine…you’re so kind…there’s no hurry,take your time…Why rush, I’ll always have “talk time” to spare…

A new formation CARROTCaked on my face, now there’s a grin that takes place, of the frowns that I’ll now be leaving behind…From a smear to a smudge, seems my feelings have flood, staining everything as they flow down the path, from a frown to a smear a to a smudge…a smudge from a flood of my river of love from a heart & a mind that cares…Cheers replacing tears, tears from the fears that the words that you may  hear are just words being screamed by a MIME…Am I blind, or will I find, all that’s waiting to be mine to be mine? Or will I find that I’ve run out of time? Will I find that my timing was fine, but the invitation’s no longer mine?

It’s a wonder that you wonder how I wonder what we wonder when I wonder if what we wonder is the same? There’s a clue to a clue, I gave a clue to you too, if you clued in on what my clues had to say, would they say what I say? Say I say something like “gay” would you take that as “yay” or think of it as  “gay”? I present to you: 2 Guys & a Bum…Press “Play” -->

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…I said what I had to say, and I’ll HAPPILY say it to your face…My WORDS are who I’m +MARRIED 2…All those other NUMB3RS are just my =FRIENDS…

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