GRANDMA'S GOULASH
supplied the picture!
MEANT FOR EACH OTHER
'Sweetheart! Darling! Please be mine!
Let our necklaces entwine!
Though I may look quite informal,
I am absolutely normal.
I've got egg around my lips
And you have got those metal hips!
Let there be no ifs or buts.
We are just a couple of nuts.'
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But he finds her ardour wilts;
She much prefers her men on stilts.
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CONTRAST
One tends to forget there are layers.
We just look at a 'canvas' sky;
Flat paint on that endless blue
As clouds go drifting by.
But put yourself in a cloud's place!
The streak is above the puff!
In the ether streams of peacefulness;
Underneath a puff of fluff!
And the clouds are endlessly passing
As they roll upon their way.
Not 'ships that pass in the night', maybe;
Just 'clouds that pass in the day.'
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