Few poems are gone, given away without making a copy, and few lines somehow spin in my head so here I give a shot. 😌
Dear Séan, who from now is Roy, Toxic Boy
Don't follow a story
Of million people from the factory
Don't be like that
So you won't be early dead
For adults weed
Is like for children treat
But instead of drink or sniff
It is better to find a beautiful Aoife
Be ready for the madness
And quite your badness
Fall in love
And fly away as white pure Dove...
1/ Roy, Toxic Boy - a birthday poem for John/Séan - longer version, above just shorten
2/ Gardener's Dog - a birthday poem for Krzych - on the back of the gift/painting "Poker Play" from the gallery, Dublin 2
3/ Life Festival 2011 - The Astronaut Poem - invite for my team.
To my true love - Red Arrow No matter of Borken Ribs
You are still the best in car beeps
So mak it your own beats
And you will receive lots of tips
No matter of fees
Your sunshine Miss.
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