Escaping From Realities (poetry)

Dreams of fairy life, she dreamt

Images of strange flowers surely represent

Purple and green and gnarly looking parsley

Surrounded her sleep, felt somewhat harshly

The lighting beamed from tiny little houses

Danced mysteries about why she had no blouses

Perturbed inclination and frazzled mannerism

Caused her to snooze and conjure hypnotism

Casting away all and any chance of materialism

And resting quietly and peacefully in an environment

Unlike other puritanical euphemisms

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Thanking all lovely thoughts today

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