Fisherboy

Fisherboy with his casting net,
Catches fish to sell in the market.
His daily catch he sometimes get,
A basketful, sunny weather let,
Or if it rains, he has to pack
Life of a fisherboy is tough, Jack.

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HI Handsome!

Once there was a handsome birdie,
No one more handsome than he.
Until one day he saw a dandy,
Staring back all haughty,
Can't believe his eyes, the little birdie,
Another birdie more handsome than he!

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Purple Grapes

Fresh purple grapes,
Dried raisin cakes
I love the seedless kind.
Grape fruit essence
The fruity, tasty kind.
Give it as presents,
I'll tell you I don't mind.
Grape fruit essence
As good as Merlot wine.

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Birthday Wishes

Your life, you live.
Your family, you give,
The love so wondrous,
and chocolaty sweet.
Red delicious cherries,
There's no deceit.
May your days be fruitful
and decadently rich.

Happy Belated Birthday!

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Goose Feather Down

A comfortable king size bed,

to rest my body and heavy head.

with stuffing of goose feather down,

Silky soft and luxurious all round.

My pillow is so cushy light,

Happy dreams each and every night.

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Share, Comment, Learn

Artist Daily, we daily gather.
Sharing work like no other,
Your work gives immense pleasure,
Comments make me want to do better.
Thank you fellow talented Artists.
Am still learning, 'Senior Apprentice.'

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Toothpaste

Rolling up so neatly,

in doing so, completely,

pushing out the paste.

Hints of minty taste.

Do not touch the middle,

Females might just quibble.

You do not want to waste.

Roll it back post haste!

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Are They Real?

Your grapes are so real
I can smell it from here.
Your grapes are so real,
I can almost taste it from here.
Your grapes are so real,
I reach out to touch it from here,
Really? I'm not sure they are not real.

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Autumn Capture

Purple rain
Pouring down
On the ground
found
the brightest
the lightest
leaves of green, yellow
and brown
down
clicking sound
of your camera
aperture
to capture
beauty of nature.
feature
eager
your picture! 

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House By The Sea

A little house by the sea.
A little sailboat I do see.
In the morning sun,,
Before the day is done
The fisherman's son,
Bring's home the catch.
In a straw bucket,
And hope to fetch,
Profit, central market.

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