Come,
and gone again… oh four two oh…
Like yesterday I watch you go…
When we meet again … I know
Your face and mine will surely show
The love we share each single day
When we pass each…
On our way,
To higher places!
We both will find
Our deepest love for
Humankind…
Here’s to stacking cheap Sats on fourtwenty!!
Thanks you. I’m old and slow. Seems like satochi wallet is a good option. I will do it soon. I love sharing my photos and poems. Art is free so are tips that’s why I love being a Nostrich
There is a place
A Mountain high
Not meant for likes of you nor I,
Or maybe You, this…
I don’t know
A place I dearly long to go
Where beauty tests all searching souls
Who wander through her doors untold
And beings higher than mortal man
Reside in lofty air
I plan
I desire to make it there
And in some future form
I will I swear
This solemn vow
I’ll make my home
Where truth is all
My kingdom comes
There is a place
A mountain high
not meant for likes of you and I,
Or maybe You, this..
I don’t know,
A place I dearly long to go
Where beauty tests all searching souls
Who wander through its gates of gold
And beings higher than any man
reside in lofty air
I plan…
I desire to make it there
And in some future form
I will I swear
This solemn vow
I’ll make my home
Where truth is all
My kingdom comes
No, I am not a moron, imbecile… nor idiot
Prettier pictures I’d paint of myself but that’s not really helping us getting into
It really humbles me to say asking for favors makes me feel gay,
But since I am I might as well ham it up anyway yes I see you zapping each other…I wanna zap too please help me brother… is it as easy a licking a pop this autocorrection really must stop…
Is it as easy as flicking a switch please help this stupid son of a bitch
I promise a rhyme maybe even a song if someone will simply help me along….
…help me put on my big boy britches…
my fellow Nostriches…
I know you won’t steeeeeeeeer meeeeeee wrooooong.
I’m a Luddite. Love it here. Don’t know how to set up zap. Don’t judge me.
Flamingoes get Flamboyance
Even Vultures get Committee
Unlesss you’re dead
Your Wake they stead, the rest
Is even less pretty…
A Parliament! A Congress!
Why do Buzzards get so much due?
A flock of Ostriches is called…
A “flock”?…you’re kidding?…no?
Every flocking flock’s a flock!
Flock this! We’re flocking thru!
We’ll call a flock of Ostriches
A Nostrich now…
Thank you.