The
tide is turning,
My
life is churning,
Buttered
yearning
For
a new beginning
Free
from any sinning.
A
Utopian Communist
I
will take out the piss
Out
of shitting yourself
In
needless quiet stealth.
Species
go in the open,
They’re
duly not fouling,
Some
go in their pen
Where
they are living.
Buck
up and experience
So
much less tolerance.
©
Andrew Stevenson 02/12/2018
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
Thanks for sharing this Andrew, I love to witness the turn of a tide whether it be in my life or at the beach.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Thank you Yvonne for your visit and comment. Glad you enjoy your walks on the beach still. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.
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