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Their ship is a sawhorse and a couple of boards
With a broom handle mast and tree limb swords.
A t-shirt sail catches a southerly breeze
And their sawhorse ship sails make-believe seas.
They face pirate attacks and tropical storms.
Sail 'round the world in one single morn.
Down comes the sail. Away go the swords.
A new arrangement of the sawhorse and boards.
Sitting on the sawhorse at each others side.
Two small cowboys on a stagecoach ride.
Eight invisible stallions pull at the reigns
As their sawhorse stagecoach crosses the plains.
Outlaws and Indians don't stand a chance
For on that coach are Butch and Sundance.
The horses set free. The stage torn apart.
Time for another adventure to start.
Sawhorse in the middle with a board on each side.
Under the sawhorse is where the boys ride.
What is the sawhorse to be this time?
The answer is known as their plane starts to climb.
A sawhorse plane is what the Red Baron meets.
A flying team that he will never beat.
A hurried crash landing. The plane put away.
It's time to go home and await a new day.
Time takes it toll, the boards are now rotten.
The old sawhorse long since forgotten.
The fun loving boys have grown into men.
Their make-believe world has come to an end.
The fun loving boy still lives in the man.
Given the chance he'll come out if he can.
Sometimes the man gives in to this force.
So please don't laugh if he pets a sawhorse.
Literature
Distance love
Hey there stranger
at the other end of this conversation.
I told you to go and look for love somewhere else.
I told you to stay positive and not feel guilty.
Why did you stay~?
Hey there friend
at the other end.
Didn't I tell you I need physical touch~?
And didn't I tell you to fall out of love~?
Why did I stay~?
Hey there crush...
slowly making me blush.
Why are you so perfect but yet so imperfect~?
How did you see past my flaws and still love me~?
Why did we stay~?
Hey there... lover
there is more to discover...
Why did I fall in love with you~?
Why does you God make it so hard for us~?
When will you come~?
Hey there boyfriend
Literature
Cadence
it was the softest idea that occurred to me,
while tracing the fresh memory of
your fingers on my skin,
calming me, like the sun going down on the wet, green earth;
this was the tenderness in your face as my tired tears
wet the cushions.
I was wholly encased in your warmth.
there I was slowly suspended, embryonic;
not still, but in a state of cadence,
returning to myself - harmonic
and returning.
you've seen me,
I arrive back to you every morning at the end of my long journeys,
the night still fresh in my cold hair
and the smell of quiet lingering between my fingers;
all the stars still clinging to my clothes and
I arrive at your body. th
Literature
Good Night
it started with “good night”
and the way you stopped saying it
and I told myself it was because
you were too tired
too weary
too worn
and I made it okay
then I stopped being your “good morning”
and everyone else saw you first
and I told myself it was because
you were too busy
too popular
too distracted
and I made it okay
now it ends with “good bye”
and it's not a cry for attention or a ploy for your love
you can tell yourself it's because
I'm too needy
too jealous
too much
but I gotta make it, okay?
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this is absolutely amazing, you have a sterling tongue friend