Posted on 08/24/2009 4:51:16 AM PDT by Patriot1259
Oh, to escape the daily grind, And yet right now that cannot be. I’ll close my eyes and use my mind To dream of what I long to see.
Unlock imagination’s door And clear my mind of other things. Look forward to what is in store, To what my fantasizing brings.
The grass so green, trees reaching high And wildflowers line the way Of path beneath the sunlit sky. Such beauty words cannot convey.
So red and plump, I cannot pass, Delight in taste of berries sweet. Remove my shoes, the luscious grass Feels velvety beneath my feet.
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Then you open your eyes again and the world is a barren wasteland full of bones, rubble, steaming feces, and demented monsters.
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