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EVERYONE-DESERVES-TO-BE-HAPPY;๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

โ€œFINDING GODโ€™S EAR!โ€ a poem. a.k.a.: โ€œSlippery When Wet!โ€ May 16, 2018 WEDNESDAY.

I searched for GODโ€™s EAR, For many a year, (and)

EVERYONE-DESERVES-TO-BE-HAPPY;

When youโ€™re floating, Up Here, Of all heights, youโ€™ve no fear!

AND-WE-ALSO-DESERVE-TO-FEEL-CRAPPY!

Is Godโ€™s ear in your nose? (pause)

Or jammed up my hose?

I NEVER SUPPOSE, (that) Godโ€™s earโ€™s โ€˜tween you toes!!

I searched high and low, by your side, donโ€™t cha know,

I looked โ€˜tween your breasts, and I almost confessed:

I-FOUND-GODโ€™S-EYE-(I)-IN-THERE – (S)HE HAD QUITE A STARE!

But, still, whereโ€™s her (his) ear?

SO I SHED A BIG TEAR,

And decided-to-go-south,

Far-away from your mouth:

And I put MY mouth low,

WAY DOWN โ€œBELOW!โ€*

It was wet, warm and rich,

And it pulsed, like a ditch,

Then I said: โ€œI LOVE YOU,โ€

Suddenly,

There was goo,

That-came out!-It was fragrant, (and)

I-FELT-LIKE-A-โ€VAGRANT,โ€ –

But, a little-voice-did-say:

โ€œMY EARโ€™S HEAR!โ€ (pause)

โ€œHOORAY! Iโ€™ve-found-YOU-or-your-Ear, And Iโ€™ll whisper real clear,

That I LOVE YOU GOD DEAR!โ€

Now, thereโ€™s nothing to fear,

For Iโ€™ll

KISS,

LICK Your Center,

And Iโ€™ll โ€œsquatโ€ here, Your Renter!

Iโ€™ll-be-here, EVERMORE!

With your ear, I can โ€œscore!โ€

๐Ÿ™‚ – โ€œThe score is always: LOVE-LOVE!โ€ The Mystic Poet

fin. <3 * – It could be in Tasmania, DOWN UNDER, donโ€™t U know!?

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Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)