xjo weekend zoomba lounge., page-16

Meanwhile in the squirrel corner,
a moomba Zoomba clenched In one hand
and an all ord in the other.
A muttering voice recited from memory,


With this post I the wed
Ideas from afar,
A thread starter that has led
Big Dimple to become a star.

Whose con's and pro's has imagery left
Tatooed upon our brains
Slow horses,Fast women have left bereft
A shattered portfolio remains.

We all tip and trip but try
To instill prophecy abound
Clashing swords with the illusive spi
From a ship that has run aground

One but wish we all share
One day that shall be seen
Like new born joy on Ayla's face
BiGDaDDies portfolio turns green.

P. Like a tuning fork sending out vibrations
The first bounce is alway's the biggest.