Oh, peace, love, shine...
When will they be mine?
I always give smiles
to moving, careless lies
who only hurt life.
Some pets I dare to stroke
or on adults I make jokes.
Lazy parties I cheer up,
but they only throw me cups,
so my emptiness just sobs!
No pain, no shame this afternoon.
I leave it with animal balloons
kids gave me back later
as mini, precise haters,
whose best quality it's their laughter.
I compose light music stoutly
for feet that dance slowly
and don't get, formally, any rhyme.
But if you followed all these lines,
I think you're invited for next time.
