poems

you make me
smile like the sun, fall out of bed,sing like a bird, dizzy in my head,
spin like a record, crazy on a sunday night.







The more you learn,
The more you know.
The more you know,
The more you forget.
The more you forget,
The less you know
So. . . why learn?
 that is not a poem but what most people think


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