The tomb is empty
All sin’s burdens roll away
God’s weight loss program
But soft, on what yon pole doth break
the breath of heaven’s dew,
in frozen apparition sweet
to tempt a child of two
to get him hence and lick said pole
with tongue egressed in kind;
Forsooth, what pain for him whose flesh
doth overpower mind!
Verily and anon, I beg of thee – keep thine tongue within its housing when thou dost wander past a tempting flag pole!
There’s a stranger in my garden
in a suit of red and white;
his belly wiggles in the wind,
it’s quite a jolly sight.
He brought the North wind in his bag,
and showed up with the frost –
if this is Santa, tell him that
his calendar is crossed!
Overripe bananas with spots on their skins,
hearts going mushy and dying within;
autumn and living don’t make a good fit,
Bananas, it’s time to let go –
You’ve always craved the limelight,
your 15 minutes of fame;
you consider publicity your birthright,
and exposure for you is a game.
Well, I’ve got my lens on you,
so obscurity’s a thing of the past;
I’ll give you the credit you’re due –
your beauty is destined to last!
Isn’t it great to be able to freeze a moment in time, and create a lasting monument? This ‘Limelight ‘ ninebark shrub is now immortalized!
Styled with graceful
Up-do thinning at the top;
Going bald with leaves that drop.