Paper-Pen-Wax And String
The opening of the well-orchestrated, emotional sky
May wash the ground away
But here I'll safely stay
While I eat my pie
Warm and cozy within my bowers
While I eat my pie
Warm and cozy within my bowers
My lizard and I will talk for hours
As we wait for the fragrant spring-time flowers
that will blossom once again
We're not searching for fortune
And we always stay far from fame
Our pleasure comes from simple things
Like Paper, Pen, Wax and String
And if by chance you pass our way
Your more than welcome to stay
But don't forget to bring more pie !!!
Written By: Michael K. Englmann
On the
Twenty Ninth Day
Of The
Eighth Month
Eighth Month
In the Year
Two Thousand And Fifteen
Two Thousand And Fifteen
AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter
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