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      PEARLS OF POETRY

      A Compilation of Favorites.

      By André Cronje

       Copyright

      Licensed for personal enrichment and may be used for edification and motivation. No part may be reproduced for profit or resale.

      André Cronje © 2021 Copyright

      Conceptual Art by André

      In special honor to King James.

      Contents

       Copyright

       1. Flowers

       2. Neither

       3. Charlie’s Hell’s Angels

       4. On My Own

       5. The King of Clowns

       6. Going Higher

       7. Careless

       8. Fashion Police

       9. Sleeping Beauty

       10. What I Do

       11. Today’s Tomorrow

       12. Begging

       13. The wishing Well

       14. The Missing Thought

       15. Rainbow Land

       16. I Am Who I Am

       17. The Spinning Wheel

       18. Goals and Dreams

       1. Flowers

      Flowers are given for many reasons,

      Flowers that grow in different seasons.

      Flowers are perfumed letters in color,

      Flowers are silent words with goodly deeds.

      Flowers scents with heaven’s commission,

      Flowers release nature's joyful emotions.

      Flowers flatters and spark the eyes,

      Flowers for aroma and flowers for beauty,

      Flowers from the heart that keeps beating.

      Flowers for weddings, and funeral flowers,

      Sadly, not seen again by those dead and gone.

      Flowers for a friend sprouts appreciation,

      Flowers for a partner spices romance,

      Flowers for any occasion and reason,

      And finding an opportunity is not hard to do.

      Flowers for love, and flowers for peace,

      May these flowers I pray, never cease.

       2. Neither

      Neither up, neither down,

      Just a little bit self-centered,

      smiled the narcissistic clown.

      Neither hot, neither cold,

      Just a little lukewarm I was told.

      Neither a boy, neither a girl,

      Just a little candy confused,

      a mannequin pronounced.

      Neither pink, neither blue,

      just a bow and chain,

      to describe them and they,

      walking down the aisle of denial.

      Neither me, neither you,

      just a little bit of everything,

      to sway a very naive crowd.

       3. Charlie’s Hell’s Angels

      Holy Cow, they did it again,

      whispering sacrilege at the funeral parlor?

      Show and tell, how they intoxicate,

      Chanel with the scent of death,

      burning incense with pressing Tabac.

      With sticks and stones, drums, and beat,

      Harry would pot and craft Celtic chants,

      to

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