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humble happiness is not what you make of it humble happiness in when your happy and others are not you keep it to your self,

I answered the door and found that melody of the past
It disguised itself well this time
Didn’t seem familiar through the peephole
And was wearing a different shade of skin

It spoke to me in many tongues before
Sometimes using a thick accent
Or emitting a new scent
Hiding behind this mask or that

And each time I was fooled
Not paying close attention to its tempo
But eventually recognizing it
As my walls continue to grow

A regal sunset or a surreal moonrise,
The cry of an exotic bird from the Amazon,
The thrilling energy of a carnivore disembowelling its prey,
The smell of ozone in the air after a thunderstorm,
A cup of strong organic coffee shared with a close friend,
Johnny Walker, Black Label,
The touch of a baby, reaching out to its brand new world,
The soft look your beloved gives you just for the hell of it,
The explosive combo of flavors of a coconut-sprinkled, sizzling-hot curry,
Mail in your CS inbox[provided its not from a damn scammer...],
A funny episode of ‘King of Queens’,
A sleek young horse in its prime,
The dew on a new-born flower,
The proud breast of a fair young maiden,
A five-point lobster in a five-star hotel,
We could endlessly go on, couldn’t we?
Why don’t you post some of your own ‘good things of life’?
Vaya con Dios...

In the chair
The paitient sits anticipating the pain he fidgets
Will it hurt he thinks to himself
As he eyeballs the drill that draws near his lips

Now frozen and puffed up to try to kill the pain
Near the drill draws near
Gripping the arm chair with fright anticipating
The pain

His palms sweating imobilised with frieght
Mouth open wide the glare of the intenece light beaming into his open eyes
The motion of the drill the burning water smell
The pain now intence as the speeding drill speeds up again

The water fills his mouth trying not to choke the nurse giggles with glee
As she clears his throat
This won't hurt she glares laughing with glee
Now unrelaxed his he

This is torture this he as to enjure
To have the perfect teeth he must enjure

Italian lover
My tongue licks you all over
You're like sweet clover

Is he greedy they ask
Have you ever seen him alone by himself
Lines on his face journeys they are
Wandering life days.

He's not a bone in his body to current day hosts
Part's of his past, new surfaced ghost's.

Chooses carefully he doe's
As those minute's change the ones
Waitin next inline
Fertilize the thought that you seem to want grown.

A willing cry you want heard in the night
Or a silent smile as you're a shadow of one.

Society in stride, waitin for the rules to read and abide.

Hell I'm not sayin to break em, just live to the edge
That word spelled en oh find it more less
While minutes in your day are yelled in said yes.

Yet in drama's your stance
Sorry bout your luck and so sorry to hear!


~Bentlee~

If you have some lonely sweet potatoes
I have a recipe that is fun and nutritious
· You can garnish with organic tomatoes
Yummy, quick and oh so very delicious

Cooking just makes your heart all aflutter
· Start with coconut oil and a pat of butter
Into the pan it goes, heat it up on medium
· Throw in your onions sliced or diced
Start them browning, no frowning

· Add all those cut up sweet potatoes
Now the spices here’s how that goes
· Shake on the cumin and turmeric
This will start the savory kick
Your kitchen will be atmospheric
· Don’t forget salt and pepper
They just go together, clever!
· Spice it up with fresh thyme
· Garlic added at the end time
Be creative with spices you like
You’re going to love the first bite

Cook until sweet potatoes are tender
Giving up the flavors in hot surrender

· It won’t take too long so sip your wine
Julia would say it helps make it a fun time
· Adding a splash or two of that red juice
Makes a wonderful sauce when reduced

· If you must have some meat
Cook that in a separate pan
Add it in so it looks really neat
· Noodles added would be a plan

Sweet potatoes are so good for you
Hope you try and enjoy it too
Remember, you are what you eat
Au revoir and Bon Appetite!

Cutting back on the drink and the smoke,
The reasons are many, you see.
There's the money and mess and the choke,
It'll make a much better me.

And there's one who I hope to make mine,
Objects to the smell and effects,
Of the vile cigarettes and the wine.
Her wishes I do so respect.

Though withdrawal's gonna be painful,
It's pain I believe I can stand.
Overall results will be gainful,
Of taking my habits in hand.

Addiction's insidious voices,
Try to make you think it's a need,
To make you think there's no choices,
While itself it is trying to feed.

It's my own hands, my lips and my mind,
They're mine to control with my will.
I am sure as I try I will find,
My wish to abstain I'll fulfill.

Ned could have taken his basketball to dribble
But Ned just wanted a nibble
Just to pass the time
Though dribbling wouldn't cost him a dime
Ned found it easier to eat
Cakes, crackers and chips and other things sweet
So he sat watching Oprah and this and that
While Ned did grow quite fat
And as he grew and grew he would watch shows
About ways to lose weight
But his weight just grows
Ned spent money on infomercials promising success
But three months later his body would still be a mess
Now Ned is lonely, depressed and worried
Because of Doritos, Mt. Dew, McChickens and McFlurries
Whoppers, M+M's, Subway, Tacos, Arby's, and Pizza Hut
Ned was addicted to food that rotted his gut
You'll find Ned sitting right now
Eating, drinking, and watching TV like a cow
Ned is growing and growing beyond 200 pounds
On cheese, sausage, buttered popcorn and Taco John's hashrounds
Ned could have taken a basketball to dribble
But Ned just wanted a nibble

Kinda thin and kinda scrawny,
As I'm approaching sixty-one.
But I used to be so brawny,
When I was taut and firm and young.

I'm not hoping for perfection,
And I know that I'm not a kid.
A step in the right direction,
Just to slow up the downhill skid.

So each day I'm exercising,
And I'm eating more healthily.
And it's really not surprising,
The changes I'm seeing in me.

I'm now feeling so much stronger,
And I'm sleeping all through the night.
My workouts are getting longer,
And my spirits have taken flight.

I know I can't be young again,
But I still can have my health,
More quality of life and then,
Know that is the only real wealth.