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You can call me mr snitch,�
I won’t take offence.
Forever watching what you do,
You really have no defence.

Reporting directly to my boss,
Who happens to be my lover.
You cannot win, we know your dim.
Your making extra bother.

You watered down the paints,
There really was no point.
Your makin work for you and me.
So now it drips so easily.

We know you don’t understand,
And neither do we too.
Your English French romanian,
Leaves us feeling blue.

You could learn the language,
Instead of this pigeon stuff.
Your constantly groaning,
Do you have the huff?

Your working in this country,
Perhaps it’s a mistake.
Hasty hirings, no firings.
The boss has got the huff!�
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The Moon is bright,
Above my eyes.
A crisp white disk,
In velvet skies.

The light it shines,
A night time sign.
A mystical light,
From ancient times.

Night time creatures,
Come out to play.
To have their life,
And live their day.

The night owl thrives,
In this night hour.
Finds their strength,
And mental power.

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The sky line changes day by day
The great big city I used to play
Now I look in from out
Wonder how to get about

Things are different, yet the same
My trailing thoughts are to blame
I see the city right up close
But feel detached quite the most

Viewing from a distant step
I wonder how to jump right in
I wonder if I will float
I could drown, it's not remote

Too much thinking I could blame
Something lacking made me lame
Or is it extra, what I'm about
If I can show it, I won't go without

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I see the blue, and I can view.

The memories of far off lands,
Smells and spirit and foreign plans.

The world of wonder across the oceans,
The many faces, and crazy notions.

A world away from normal life,
So detached from life it self.

The sea knows where to go,
Where it's been and what it means.

To be alive and truly free,
I'd like to be just like the sea.

A great power, with will and might.
A great body of strenght and fight.

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Inspiration, perspiration, that's today.
Thinspiration, precipitation on the way.
Fascination, jubilation I will say.
Crazy nation, duration, I'm on the way.

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Last night I saw a movie,
Made me think and made me moody.
A plastic life of mine awaits.
Same old crap and weekly rates.

The picket life I had waiting,
Full of mud and expert baking.
I cannot live that life just now,
Otherwise I'd have a cow.

Metaphorically, this and that
Grabbed my bags, I've done just that.
On my way to another place,
Said my words I saw his face.

I finally said my tiny bit, hopefully I'm not a tit.
For coming back as if was fine, and dropping this mega tonne line.

Our life was good, you'll never know.
I never told, yet, although.
I just hope we both can be,
What we want whith out a we.

I think that's the way it goes,
I held him back, that he knows.
I'm not so sure, what he feels.
Times like this I need franc n keels.

Nows the time to be greatfull for.
The few years we were on tour.
The tour of life, our many trips.
Romantic dinners and skinny dips.

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My first poem since being in………..

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I didn't get a chance to say good bye.
A stupid girl kicked me in my eye.
A a nice woman called Selena,
An I chattled about my adventure.

I hear Amandas fine, she survived her mgmt time.
I sat in the lobby, feeling quite groggy.
Trying to use up my time.

Lorna needs to learn some boundries.
She's going to make lots of enemys.
To learn what she's done, it's no longer fun.
I banished her out of my sight.

Did I say it's sad to leave,
a little tug upon on my sleeve.
My time here's done, it's been quite fun.
This countrys left me quite pleased.

….. My final moments in my last NZ hostel/backpackers.

In the supershuttle now to the airport, up quite late last night
trying on my shorts from thailand which no longer hold my ripeness and
then talking to Mark about his future! A change from love life or lack
of ;),

Pooooooooddlllleeeesssss

Mtl
Mtl

Xoxox

——————–
Philip L Anderson
http://vWhiz.com
"it's always an adventure"

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