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A cut-up from real postings:Petite charming blonde likes food, with cute self baggage, into country age, blue swimming and spiritual shopping seeks tall, classical latin partner for earth fire, dark films and ends away!
Where moss grows memory lingers
We used to come here and play hide and seek
But now the keep fence, like gappy teeth
Seems quite insubstantial given the drop
Crisp-edged beds with floppy pansies
Perfect primulas with kale-like leaves
Cat-kin droopy blooms sway on the breeze
Like tassels on a dancer’s dress
The old castle walls tell a geological story
A school photo of flints all lined in rows
These tough stones standing up to a world
That has worn away the soft white chalk
"I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me." "Tact is the knack of making a point without making an enemy." "Men build too many walls and not enough bridges. " "If I have been able to see further, it was only because I stood on the shoulders of giants."
I look at you but in your eyes I see my dad
As you play your guitar in front of this crowd
I watch you play and I feel pleased but sad
I look at you but in your face I see your granddad
As your fingers pick the lead fast and loud
I look at you but in your eyes I see my dad
The bass player’s dull, the drummer’s mad
Your fast-fingered solo captivates the crowd
I watch you play and I feel pleased but sad
He played and wrote songs too, did dad
If he could see you he’d be so proud
I look at you but in your eyes I see my dad
You are so confident, any mum would feel glad
Even if my insides vibrate as it’s so loud!
I watch you play and I feel pleased but sad
My tears are not for you - don’t feel bad
Its dark, I’ll lose myself here in the crowd
I look at you but in your eyes I see my dad
I watch you play and I feel pleased but sad