A friend commented how all my writing is dark and gloomy. I don't view it as such. It is a human emotion that the artist in me is able to pull more creativity from than other emotions. But for everyone who prefers a lighter note, I have a little ditty from a few years ago.
I saw Paris, I saw France.
Oh yes they saw my underpants!
So did Rome, so did Venice.
They did leer when I lost my brassiere.
All through Europe I did diddle.
What a tour that was!
But it wasn't my heart I left overseas,
please forward my clothes to me!
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