"A Winter's Thaw"
Happiness, Sadness, Gladness, and Madness.
Does love have right or wrong?
Rhyme or reason?
It has every season.
Is it a circle?
A square?
Are squares triangles?
Are circles square?
Triangles rectangles?
Are they transparent?
Translucent?
Opaque?
Is there a hereafter?
A thereafter hereafter?
What you don't know won't hurt you at all.
After all, a summer comes before a fall.
It knows everything's all.
A fall's chill turns into a winter freeze.
I got down on my knees and prayed for a lazy summer breeze.
Swapping tales and telling lies.
Beach pails, sun supplies, and starfish's shells in the ocean's skies with you.
You are as heavy as a 55' Bel Air Chevy.
Opening your purse's latch to enter the snatch with my giant wooden latch.
You're my cupid doll's flaming match with a pants' patch.
Does love have right or wrong?
Rhyme or reason?
It has every season.
Is it a circle?
A square?
Are squares triangles?
Are circles square?
Triangles rectangles?
Are they transparent?
Translucent?
Opaque?
Is there a hereafter?
A thereafter hereafter?
What you don't know won't hurt you at all.
After all, a summer comes before a fall.
It knows everything's all.
A fall's chill turns into a winter freeze.
I got down on my knees and prayed for a lazy summer breeze.
Swapping tales and telling lies.
Beach pails, sun supplies, and starfish's shells in the ocean's skies with you.
You are as heavy as a 55' Bel Air Chevy.
Opening your purse's latch to enter the snatch with my giant wooden latch.
You're my cupid doll's flaming match with a pants' patch.
Always covering your snatch.
By Jonathan Billet
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