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Good Marning me Neighbours

Good Marning me Neighbours

Hey you, yes you, its bright and early, look at the sun rising, listen to the seagulls squawking, hear the wind whistling through the coconut trees. Its time to wake up me people. Me, what am doing? Well I here to give you your morning kiss you know. Come on, you know you want me to kiss you. Am cute, look at me, loot at this face, how can you refuse eh? Come on, pucker up, its you early morning kiss, don’t be shy, What I not good enough to kiss, muah, muah, muah, There, you loved it, he he he he, yes you did. Now get up, its a new day, wake up and live while you living.

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Death by Fantasy

I want to walk on water
Not like Jesus Christ
I want to walk on the back of dolphins
As they make a path out to sea
To the edge of the earth, where the sun hangs over the water
Where the crystal blue ocean meets the powder puff clouds
And seagulls cast their shadows in the sky
Where colourful fishes swim in large schools, glittering in the light
And the sun and the moon stand side by side like old friends

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Best beach in the world

Best beach in the world

Every Saturday when I was a kid, you would find me sitting right on this spot, taking in the sunshine, watching the cruise ships unload its passengers, then later in the day, when the sun was about to go down, I would watch the fishermen pull in their nets, their dark bodies glistening in the retreating sunlight, their singing waking up lazy dogs in the village. Then when the fisherman were done, and the confusion of commerce died down, the sound of steeldrums in the moonlight night.