When you first encounter, the honor system, of the beautiful, $5 flower bouquet stand,
A regular, honest person, pays a $5 dollar bill in the money box, with cash readily in hand,
Gladly and happily, one will pay a $5 dollar bill, for a beautiful handcrafted, flower bouquet,
But some of you thieves, deem it not worthy, and pay nothing at all, to our fuhqen dismay ?
We cannot understand your thievery, of our flower bouquets, sneakthieves, hands oh so fast,
Your thievery, is unjustified, its gotten old now, its gone on way too long now, finally at long last !
So go forever away now, you flower bouquet thieves, as we have watching eyes now, as of today,
Otherwise we will quit offering these flower bouquets, to the honest customers, who do honestly pay.
The Flower Shack !
About Me
- mattbeebepoems
- Sometimes, I just need to go for a bicycle ride, on my Schwinn Cruiser, around the Loop Road, Rainclouds or Sunshine. And sometimes, when Lifes circumstances prevents me, I do it anyway, with Windy thoughts peddling circles in my mind. I am D.M. Beebe . . . Born July 07, 1967 in Seattle, Wa. Sprouted one hour away, due North East, in the fertile Tualco Valley. I didnt really ever go too far away from the Valley, as I didn’t need to. As Life in Tualco Valley, seems to have always intrigued me. As I pay attention to the Valley, I do notice the slight changes every day. Throughout the 4 Seasons, within the Valleys full Spectrum, Rainbow array. When I watch, and when I pay attention, I develop many reasons. To have many thoughts about Life, throughout my Lifes Seasons. So I think about Life, and about Nature, and Plants and Animals, and Humans. And how it unfolds, within my mind, and my thoughts, and my insights. And so I write Story Poems of my Lifes experiences, and of my observations. And so I go forth, to reveal my conclusions, of my slightly insane perceptions. Thank You for reading my Poems . . . D.M. Beebe
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