I've built Utopia today,
In my treehouse in the woods.
It's made of purple, blue and grey,
And ninety-seven neighbourhoods.
Some peace, some place, some lace and silk,
Some smile and sunshine too,
A truck respect, and luck, perfect,
A drop of superglue.
I'll need a queen to rule up there.
So? Can I count on you?
Until heaven's a place on earth,
I've other things to do.
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Precious Poetry
PoetryFrom PROBLEM to POEM in 7 steps the Why, Where, When, What, Who, How & Wow of writing poetry Ai Ni and Ronaldo made this book to help poor people in Haiti, to build a school and teach them the art of a happy life. A warning upfront from the editor:...
