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"OH, H _ L L." a poem, a.k.a.: "Bridges In He_L." 20 December 2019 (Freya's Day)

“OH, H _ L L.” a poem, a.k.a.: “Bridges In He_L.” 20 December 2019 (Freya’s Day)

{There’s no Heaven; there’s no H – L L; there’s just Tiny, Sam and me.

Tiny bites YOU good, but will never disagree;

Sam would bite you, IF he could; can you feel his pain?

And then THERE’S ME; can ONE in love? ever quite explain?

J both bites AND disagrees (out of LOVE), thinking that he might,

Be with you forever and always hold you tight,

But He is fickle like The Wind because he cares for others too,

Whereas, Good Sam is sort of out of touch

And TINY CLINGS TO YOU.

You’ve been so hurt so many times MEtoo; well, here we are;

In this Heaven? Is this H _ L L? It could be BOTH (pause) andThisIs”PAR,

FOR THE COURSE,” (which is) a Rocky Road OR A Simple, SmoothY Glide,

Whichever way YOU THINK you’ll go, it is OH, H_LL QuiteTheRide,

With Tiny, Sam and JJay, “The Unholy Trin i ty:”

Father, Son & A Little Ghost.

“BUT I WANT SE RE NI TY.”

OH, you mean PEACE; well, good luck with THAT; where there’ll be NO dysentery,

Or SHOUTING MEN or pill reactions or Dreams About Dear Harry,

OR, MAYBE, ALL THESE WONDROUS THINGS are [just] part of your

LESS THAN PERFECT? LIFE.}

This all came IN A LETTER she found called:

“A Letter To My Perfect Wife.”

fin โ™ฅ

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