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Holiday

Holiday

That sounds very nice

A little bit of spice

A little bit of chocolate

And away we go

To the show

What it will be

We do not really know.

BJG March 23rd 2024

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And it was said

And it was said

Fred who is dead

Can no longer come back

I am sure he could have told us

Many things

But we all will soon find out

When our time comes.

BJG March 23rd 2024

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Another Day

I say

Another Day

Another way

They say it will help

I know not

But I will try.

BJG March 22nd 2024

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Your Hips

Your hips gave me trips
And back flips
But I could not abide

Your thoughts of suicide
That really got me down

BJG March 22nd 2024

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So said her Lips

Perhaps you can tell
The path between Heaven and Hell
But I cannot
Said her sparkling red lips

BJG March 21st 2024

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Just For a day

Just For a day

They said

Fred wound up being read

Then suddenly dead

Did he eat too much bread?

I do not know.

BJG March 20th 2024

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Larger Than Life

I am larger than life
Filled with strife

Making me rife 

For change

BJG March 20th 2024

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The Lag

The Lag

It has been a drag

For my long lag

I have not written anything

I have had a stroke

I am getting myself better everyday

Soon I will return again.

BJG March 17th 2024

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Offline By Blair Gaulton

Offline

I am offline

Enjoying my time

Experiencing things

Real

BJG Aug 2023

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Soon it will be Shakespeare by Blair Gaulton

Soon it will be Shakespeare

Very soon it will be Shakespeare.

Have no fear

By my throt

It will all be roast.

Then we will eat.

Happy Shakespeare!

BJG June 2023

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