Happy Ballooning Poem by me poet yeps poet
Happy Ballooning
Yes life is like a happy balloon
till one's lowers balloon
as age scores off
all youthful memories
of happy one time
youths' ballooning
you are still very young
wait to see
experience only
speaks
ask males
over or nearing eighty
gosh is it going to kill
Or burst me
kids
guys
and
docs
yes! youth's life is often a succession of rising balloons exhilarating through the sky! ! !
there is no front now no behind AAA RR all is now but dreams in ones once sexy mind We'd wished we could still grind but now just have an imaginary mind
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7/21/2025 3:44:30 PM # 1.0.0
OOOOOO... here is no front now no behind all is now but dreams in ones once sexy mind We'd wished we could still grind but now just have an imaginary mind Keeping the finalle in mind just relax don't mind body of all humans is of the same kind we live till nature does grind and like autumn leaves leave us far in the odds of time