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Laughter After


There are times you want to laugh even if you are blind In your first innocent years , in grey ages also in your thirty You want to say that man is stupid and not a chance kind Or that one is a moron he just doesn’t know how to be a flirty Let’s say I woke up in morning and nothing but a watch to find A month beard and I just keep armpits hair for evening party That little boy likes a girl but he thinks he should have a mind A grey never disappointed went to his wife’s grave to share tea What if you are gentleman but they ask you to be signed And if you are a little kid they want you to make math counting A waitress asks if she has to order because she hasn’t dined Out in the street he saw a female he started a secret melting Oh my god I had bad mark, dad will yell , my dad also lied Wash your hands before eating or at least after eating dirty Sometimes we do not mean to be funny but else is a wet eyed There are some sick people having a style that is shifty They make you maybe laugh till you will think you have died But there should be limits, and respect to come with liberty Sure it is weird to see people laying half mad half stupid lined No one is a vacuum we produce more than dreaming plenty A Very important to watch feelings in every message we primed We may laugh around because his girl friend forgot a panty the Sun is the hope and we like to reflect it beautifully shined Laughing is a human , maybe boring but healthy and hearty Actually friends affect and our milieu and a culture is inclined It is innocent , we usually don’t plan for it , it is not guilty It comes with a series of ideas that contradict what a normal hides They way people joke or laugh is different , sailor or nerdy Not funny when a man played with his destiny that is not dimmed However it is funny whenever she talks and peanut in her teeth We walk; we see different people and different cars we ride In middle of interaction, people want to seem as surety We expose in our selves lot , coincidences take off the mined Coincidences are funny sometimes , that is not mom , aunty Situations find persons making but they also get pined Imagine a world with no laughter , a water would be thirsty We are contradicted we blame, we joke , we cried ,we climbed That is the point of living , you experience but it is still Shorty Cleaning the hoof of your car takes more than what is brined Though we also love to stay in shape like Grey man, the sporty
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