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 Jun 2016 AprilDawn
Paul Butters
Please do not Leave Facebook, my friend,
These storms will soon subside.
ReMOANERS will get used to “Britain Out”.
They’ll grow tired of making you feel
A *****
For voting to jump the sinking Euro ship.

Don’t leave Facebook
For Google will crash,
Bebo and Myspace will return
And the BitPound will plummet.
Latin will become the default internet language
As hackers rule the web.

Be afraid, very afraid.
The consequences of Leaving would be dire.
But if you Stay here
In the ***** of the Facebook Family
You will be safe and secure
And eligible to claim
Your complimentary cuddly toy.

Paul Butters

© PB 25\6\2016.
From a conversation I had with a troubled Facebook friend. LOL
 Jun 2016 AprilDawn
JRF
Paper Dolls
 Jun 2016 AprilDawn
JRF
I cut you out.
Dad. Mom. Children.
Pretty house, big kitchen and lovely bedroom suites.
I used to cut out the
things I wished we could have
and then I would tear you up and hate you because I couldn't have you or be you- so go to Hell, Sears catalogue.
Go to Hell and die like I died a little every day when I realized that my little paper dolls were the best that I could ever have.
True story. Sadly. This was really me. Late 1970's when catalogues were a thing and paper dolls were popular.
 Jun 2016 AprilDawn
MsAmendable
And the sun begins;
Hot damp rays which
Glow in the morning,
Glaze in the evening
And blaze in the afternoon,

And dusk begins;
of feathery air and fireflies,
Hot as firey amber,
Cool as a sea of Shadow
Growing long as day grows old

And the summer fire fades;
Long red rays dip below the sea
The cool blue air like water
Drips through the open windows
And sets cool hands on fevered flesh

The early
          Summer
                        Sets
In a blaze

     And night becomes the world
Peace
      is
         flowing.
Like a river
         within me.

Casting
       every stone,
               every lie,
                       into the sea.

Peace
      is
          flowing.
Like a river
          within me.

And then
       the waterfall of joy
            meets the river
                      of peace
                               within.

And I realize I am complete in Him.
 May 2016 AprilDawn
nivek
some of memory will only be shared with yourself
directly that is
but I would venture
all of your memories are on show
just a little disguised,
mixed within in the choices you daily make
living underneath your skin
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