kin skinner

Sleepy warm grin then smile

His love for her always in style

If time was a foot, today looked like a mile

Your choice in how to use it

Curiosity guided pages confided

This geography had changing topography

Thrilled to see what could be

And never what might have been

That sight unseen

His view too keen

Why did people have to be so mean?

Chemical reactions to someones actions?

Brain synapses electrical clashes lead to crashes

So and so doesn’t like my eye lashes

No he’s a fascist

Long ago my last kiss

She’s a baptist

He tried to hack this

She listened to too much Johnny Mathis 

Don’t let people get under your skin

For they are your kin

Up to us to wear a grin

While committing a sin

Or trying to get thin

No one else holds the keys to your temper

Hard to believe you are the great inventor

Knowing this the way back to center

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