once upon the cliffs i stood and looked out to the sea
and dreamed of kingdoms far, far away
the camelots, the shangri-las, the golden isle o darrows
and for a fleeting moment there, my soul in sweet repose
i rested from a world fraugt with confusion
i felt a peace i'd never known. a warmth encompassed me
and from within i heard a small voice say
you'll top the crest. you'll cross the tide,have the world tomorrow
be strong. you'll conquer summer's sun and winter's icy snows
but alas, my dream was but a sweet illusion
A poem by lester chanee- what do you think?
Ok here's what I think.
If the ocean was Bourbon and I were a duck I'd swim to the bottom and drink my way up. But the oceans not Bourbon and I'm not a duck. So pass me that bottle and shut the phuck up.
Reply:Dont hit the mark for me. I prefer the duck one
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