Summer Freshness
The sky is like a blue jellyfish. And all around are fields, rolling meadows - Peaceful world, you great mousetrap, Would that I might finally escape from you.. O if I had wings - One plays dice. Guzzles. Chatters about future countries. Each person puts in his own two cents. The earth is a succulent Sunday roast, Nicely dunked into a sweet sun-sauce. If only there were a wind... that ripped The gentle world with iron claws. That would amuse me. But if a storm comes... It would shred The lovely blue eternal sky into a thousand pieces.
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"The sky is like a blue jellyfish...."
Exploring the themes of classic, Alfred Lichtenstein delivers a powerful performance in "Summer Freshness"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...