Lost In Deep Thought

The intention of this poem is to attract all the quirky Poet Peeps out there. If you are serious, analytical, think inside a stuffy box, can't wrap your brain around whimsical...do not type here! (I say this with love...wink, wink)

Lost in deep thought here at my desk,

I'm mulling around things in life I love best.

Liver and onions with a glass of  Chianti...

Cruising through life in a beat up jalopy.

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