Love to laugh

If Only

If life were but a joyful high, where I just soared and touched the sky, I’d never think of pie.
But life’s down here where all’s hard sell, and I’m just muddling through the hell, and chocolate chips are swell.
When I’m not bored but busily attending to the needs I see, I sip only plain tea.
As often, though, my worldly cares are met with blank, unfeeling stares, but not from the eclairs.

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2 Comments

  1. LinC on August 31, 2017 at 9:53 pm

    Olga, check out the site now. It is much improved. Hope to see you here again.



  2. Olga Balasa on August 18, 2017 at 12:50 pm

    Nice! I love to laugh. I can add to it one more joke: What is a middle age? That time when you finally get your head together – then your body starts falling apart!



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