I found a sibling through a brother;
this brother shared my blood more now than before..
We tipped our mugs, my rainbow and I.
The crazy two not far behind..
Whose parents are to blame, we know not.
luckily we didn't have to wait for the Kumbh Mela;
Just a lazy tub o' lard and a home away from home,
What started with nervous titter, took off to boisterous fantasies
G-Strings, pink butterfly wings;
A tall stainless pole and a sparkling corset
Tiny teeth, more creepy than friendly pats
Some got naked, some built a reputation.
We wondered, we pondered;
We spoke without speaking;
Love was noticed, bonds were made
mugs were passed all around..
Now we all set forth on our trail,
a lumpy heart and a heavy throat;
I know we'll meet again, sooner than later
for crazy people tend to revolve always and ever.
This comes from an evening spent a while back but the memory of that day remains as fresh and wonderous as hot oven-baked scones..
9 comments:
you'll will meet again, I'm sure :D
I know.
Of that, I am confident. :)
* blink blink *
I'm confident too. :)
who does this refer to? i'm havin trouble pointing!
It's difficult to believe that you don't know what he's talking about Sue :)
Mud. I wuv you. And I'm still blinking...
@suzie: I think it points to the evening, the rainbow, the brother and the reunion of the twin and I through you. :)But mainly the Twin and I.
@Jigs: mm hmm :D
who's the rainbow? :)
the one that brings color in the sky. :P
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