Common looking people are the best in the world: that is the reason the Lord makes so many of them. 🫣🫣

“HOW FRAIL AM I?’ is a poem about nothing

You can cut me with a piece of paper, wound me with a word;


Just one [mean] look from President Trump , and I might “drop a tear”

Because I AM scared with just one nasty glance,

And I can shake myself TO DEATH, if I try too hard to dance,

‘Cause, although SO fragile, I can dance SO high up in the air,

And come down in an awful heep; so, please, let’s all prepare,

To be very, very delicate delicate with little ol’ me;

I’m that fragile toy in the box in your nursery.

I’m Sensitive Jack;

Please be gentle now, although I’m a little naughty,

And I’m trying to be “centered” here, trying not to be too corny,

Just HOPING that no one really gets TOO MAD,

At me, when you know I am being sometimes awfully bad?

Anyway, just know I NEED LOTS OF TENDER LOVING (you know) T. L. C.

I’m SO FRAGILE; my heart’s easily broken,

Don’t wring my neck, for I’m IN LOVE for E – ternity.

A lush tropical forest with a waterfall.
A lush tropical forest with a waterfall.

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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