Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Ski Day

My belly is full,
I'm ready to start the day,
I'm not going to work,
Because I'm going to play today.

I wish it could last forever,
Minus a few factors,
I guess nothing's ever perfect,
That's what dreams are for.

So I'm out the door now,
As soon as I get ready,
Another proof that things are not ideal,
Or I'd be as naked as Adam and Eve.

And it's alright,
Even though I've come at nothing profound,
At least I can say that I've done something,
Even if it doesn't make a sound.

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