matters most to those who dig bongo.
Pop's ukelele was never too far;
writing - it doesn't seem so long ago . .
. . unless you're old, harder seeing it funny
or, funnier depending how it's seen.
irony suggests laughter is the key . .
one knows better having dug a latrine.
By this time in life one hears hissing steam
cacophony don't stop - never a note.
Work is the best way to be in that dream;
because - a jingo ain't lingo, it's rote.
. . but to the honey of my heart - i thank you ,
without whose bee i'd be nothing but blue .
jts 20 august 2014
http://stoneartist.com
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