Bag

I like to stop.

Drop that lock.

Walk in a straight weeble wobble.

Paint the path with colors.

Meaning in the throat.

Pledge a squeegee to the bag.

Meals for squeals.

Pocket break your tune reap.

Wanted cook old wall develop.

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Eel

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Life Reflection

Come, tell me your story.

I’m sure there’s been ups and downs.

Struggles and hardships, but

Also victories and successes.

Yes, there has been fun and giggles,

To balance out the tears.

I feel privileged to say,

Despite life’s disappointments,

There is rewards.

Even though the challenges have been many,

It’s been a good life so far,

And I’m sure there will be

Wonderful times to come.