Inspiration& Imagination

Not all of the poems rhyme.

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4. Gross

When I Die and Decompose.
My flesh will go and blow away and float in the wind.
Fly to Spain. Float to Italy.

I will see places I never saw.
I will visit other Galaxy's.
I will see alien Moons.

I'll swirl around in the wind like dandelions in Spring time.
It'll be so poetic.
Until I land on your sandwich.

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